"At this time, as a man, shouldn't you stand up?"
Du Zilan turned her head to look at Feng Lin, her expression somewhat displeased.
"That's right, in such a situation, it's natural for a man to step up. Your woman hit me, I hit you, it's only fair."
The gaunt man crossed his arms, wearing a cold smirk as he looked at Feng Lin.
This was his favorite thing to do: whenever he encountered a haughty woman, he would hit her man.
The woman would either submit or break up with the man.
Either way, it was a win for him, an outsider.
Three burly men cracked their knuckles and advanced towards Feng Lin.
Feng Lin, however, hid behind Du Zilan, "This is your problem, you deal with it."
The gaunt man raised his eyebrows disdainfully. This guy is such a coward.
He really didn't understand what the woman saw in him.
"But I can't beat them."
Du Zilan then hid behind Feng Lin.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Feng Lin turned around and once again dodged.
