"I'm kind of done putting up with this." Ma Xiaofan rubbed her fists, itching to fight; just seeing Yang Zhenzi's shitty face made her want to throw hands.
"When there's nothing left to endure, then don't endure." Ye Feng said calmly.
Then he slowly stepped back a few paces. It was about time he enjoyed the feeling of being protected by his own woman.
"Come, come, let your auntie here teach you little punks a lesson." Ma Xiaofan rolled up her sleeves and walked over.
Yang Zhenzi's expression changed; he glared at Ye Feng and said unhappily, "Do you only know how to hide behind women?"
In Yang Zhenzi's eyes, women like Ma Xiaofan were already his. How could he bear to really hurt her? If he broke her, how was she supposed to serve him later?
Ye Feng shrugged and laughed. "If I make a move, I'm afraid you lot won't even have the right to resist."
