Xiao Chifeng sneered, "What could possibly happen to me?"
Seeing his bad mood, Shen Qingcong didn't want to provoke him and directly suggested to him with a smile, "Let's go home then!"
Xiao Chifeng didn't say anything and just took Shen Qingcong's hand, heading outside together.
No matter how unhappy he was, no matter how he scowled, he was incapable of being harsh to her. Instead, he held his glum face and silently sulked.
In his eyes, beating up those who coveted his beloved woman was a lenient punishment!
However, if he returned to his country, how would he defend his sovereignty? How would he repel the delusional men who longed for Shen Qingcong?
If he relied on Ya Ting and the guards, would they be able to protect his Little Congcong and her little ones?
Xiao Chifeng gripped Shen Qingcong's hand even tighter, his worries growing as he thought about these things.
