Mo Ran was his and his alone; no other man should even think about touching him!
Those punches were a discount for him!
"Stop it!" Mo Ran threw herself onto him, hugging his body and yelling loudly, "Why are you hitting him?"
Gu Yixuan turned back, glowering at her, "What were you doing in his arms just now?!"
So that was the reason.
Mo Ran felt this person was somewhat unreasonable, blaming the innocent without even understanding what had happened.
"I was almost hit by a car just now, and he saved me. We weren’t leaning on each other; I just accidentally fell onto him! You’ve hit the wrong person; he’s a good man!"
Gu Yixuan paused slightly, turned around and gripped her shoulders, looking her up and down anxiously as he asked, "Were you hit by the car? Where did it hit you? Are you alright?"
He had been on constant guard, worried something might happen to her; had he still failed to protect her?
Seeing his worried look, Mo Ran’s anger also subsided quite a bit, "Don’t worry, I’m completely fine. It was he who saved me; you’ve hit the wrong person."
The man on the ground, clutching his swollen face, looked a mix of aggrieved and furious.
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Gu Yixuan let out a sigh of relief within. He turned expressionlessly, crouched down, and pulled out his wallet, taking out a stack of banknotes and stuffing them into the man’s hand.
"Thank you for saving my wife. This is for your medical expenses and compensation," he said indifferently, with no trace of gratitude in his tone.
The money he gave was substantial, definitely a few thousand at least.
The man holding the money was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious.
"Do you think you’re something special because you have some money? You hit me, and you think money will settle it? I’m going to sue you, and you’re coming with me to the police station!"
"I’m sorry, it was not intentional, he just mistakenly blamed a good person. Please, you must forgive him," Mo Ran hurried over to apologize and make amends.
Such matters were best settled privately; going to the police station would be far too much trouble.
Gu Yixuan didn’t even lift his eyelids; he pulled out another stack of cash and stuffed it into the man’s hand, simultaneously handing him a business card.
"This is my business card, if you want to sue, I am at your service anytime." Standing up, he reached out his long arm and hooked Mo Ran into his embrace.
"Gu Yixuan, you should say you’re sorry. You hit him; you should apologize to him," Mo Ran tugged at his clothes.
"It’s time to go back," Gu Yixuan said, ignoring her words and forcibly leading her back.