Qiao Wenjuan wanted to eat Third Junior Wei alive!
When Qiao Wenjuan was flung onto the ground earlier, she clearly saw how this cowardly man did not know to stick up for her at all. He even kept shrinking back when he saw how vicious Qiao Mu's punches were, afraid that she would affect him.
"Give me…"
Third Junior Wei hastily covered Qiao Wenjuan's clamorous mouth and forcibly dragged her out of the town. "Wife, be quiet! We shouldn't be noisy right now! The whole group has left, we're the only two left. No one will stand up for us if anything happens!"
"What freaking stand up…" As soon as Qiao Wenjuan opened her mouth, Third Junior Wei covered it again. She wanted to die from how unpleasant the taste of blood was in her mouth.
"Wife, you're too impulsive! I have to admonish you, if you didn't scream like that earlier, they wouldn't have kicked us out of the team." Third Junior Wei dragged Qiao Wenjuan out of the town.
