Ye Sheng cursed loudly, his scarlet eyes flashing with jealousy as he saw the person coming in. He declared possessively, "An Ran is mine."
"Bang—" Another heavy punch landed.
"She is mine, none of you can take her away."
"Bang—"
...
An Ran broke free from Ye Sheng's grip, only to see Mu Xingfeng, exuding a murderous air, grabbing Ye Sheng like a little chick and punching him repeatedly.
Ye Sheng said one word, Mu Xingfeng hit him once. Even with a height of 1.8 meters, Ye Sheng stood no chance against him.
This time, Mu Xingfeng was truly enraged. He had never imagined that An Ran would work in such a place. When he entered this brightly lit and noisy place again, his heart clenched tightly as he searched the entire venue but couldn't find An Ran.
