Ah Chen was no longer worried about Li Feiwei being bullied and agreed to the matter, first letting the driver take her home, as it was already not far from there.
Within ten minutes, the car arrived at the base of Ah Chen's apartment block.
Ah Chen pointed to the medicine in the bag: "Remember to apply it when you go back, don't ruin your face."
"I will, thanks for your concern, senior. You're so kind." Watching Ah Chen's figure, Li Feiwei took out his phone to look at his face, which indeed had several bruises and purplish marks.
He must never let anyone hit his face again, it's too ugly, a chill flashed in his eyes.
The driver inexplicably shivered, but didn't suspect Li Feiwei of acting strangely.
Li Feiwei, seated in the back, eagerly took out the medicine and began applying it.
Soon his expression turned cold, how could he forget to ask for the senior's contact information?
Fortunately, tomorrow is not the weekend, so I'll ask at school tomorrow.
