As soon as the man's voice fell, Xiao Yang slapped his face.

"How dare you hit me?" He looked at Xiao Yang coldly and drank, covering his cheek.

Xiao Yang looked at him and said lightly, "You're wrong. I'm not beating you. According to your logic, I beat you just because I gave you face."

"Okay, you wait for me!" The man, with a poisonous stare at Xiao Yang, turned and left.

Xiao Yang turned to Luo Qingyue, looked at her and said softly, "Are you okay? Otherwise, I'll take you home."

Luo Qingyue shook her head. "I'm fine."

At this time, Maya looked at Xiaoyang in disgust and snorted,...