"Let's go, Lao Tzu wants to have a good look and see which dog dares to offend my woman." Yang Qiang intentionally straightens up his fat body and walks towards Li Wenlong with the woman in his arms.

At this time, Li Wenlong did not know that the trouble was approaching him step by step, and he was still talking with the young woman in front of him very happily. He called it talking very happily because Li Wenlong felt that he seemed to have found a confidant.

"How can I sit here alone?" It was Lin Xuemei's good friend, and Hanyu who had dressed Li Wenlong's hand.

Hanyu, not...