Xu Tiancheng and Xiaomei looked at so many people in front of them and their faces turned pale instantly.
The two or three dozen gang members slowly closed in on them step by step.
"Yiyi... Yiyi, do you know them?" Xu Tiancheng grabbed Xiaomei's arm, his face pale and voice trembling as he asked Qin Yiyi.
Qin Yiyi turned her head to look at the gangsters surrounding them, then at Xu Tiancheng, but said nothing.
"This is our boss!" The person who had a firm grip on Xiaomei's wrist pointed at Qin Yiyi and then yelled, "You little bitch, why aren't you kneeling down to apologize to our boss!?"
Xiaomei, looking at the gang members behind him, bit her lip and remained silent.
"Boss, how do you want to deal with her?" The man holding Xiaomei's wrist shouted at Qin Yiyi.
Qin Yiyi was silent for a long while, then let go of Tang Yuran's arm, walked silently back to the table, picked up the three remaining drinks on the table, and poured them one by one over Xiaomei's head.
