Even though a rapist is a vile criminal, and Qin Yu himself detested them greatly, what others said wasn't wrong. But seeing Lin Sang's arrogant and snippy demeanor, eyebrows raised in disdain, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh a little. Suddenly, he kicked Jiang Muchen, bringing him back to reality.
"What's up? Ready for a fight?" Jiang Muchen felt a surge of excitement without cause. He wasn't a match for his opponent, but if Qin Yu joined in...
"Go and get me another bowl of Mutton Soup."
Jiang Muchen: "Huh? Didn't you say you don't eat it?"
Jiaojiao excitedly meowed: "Ah, it's for me! That's great, Yuyu, I love you!"
Keep dreaming, you fatso! Qin Yu flicked Jiaojiao's forehead, spun the teacup, and said to Jiang Muchen, "A stunningly beautiful girl has arrived, fair-skinned, pretty-faced, with long legs. Order a few more bowls, eat some more, so we can watch her a bit longer."
