Jiang Qingyun felt that the man in front of her was so vicious that he could almost freeze her.
Her body trembled slightly and her eyes were filled with fear. She asked in a trembling voice, " "Yingluo, do you know who I am? You actually dare to stop me like this?"
Wen Muchu snorted coldly as he looked at Jiang Qingyun with an indifferent gaze.
"I don't know who you are, but I know that if anyone dares to lay a hand on my girlfriend, then even if the Emperor himself comes, I will still give an eye for an eye."
Jiang Qingyun's entire body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.
This man, the aura he exuded was so cold and unfeeling.
It was just like, just like how he teased her big brother.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyun's body suddenly trembled.
A sense of fear slowly spread from his heart.
After Wen Muchu finished his sentence, he ruthlessly shook Jiang Qingyun off.
