His woman?
Glancing at Sun Qing, then at Wu Qing, Little Qing covered her swollen face, widened her eyes, and said, "You... you're utterly lawless, daring to hit someone in public? And a woman at that..."
Hit someone in public? A woman.
Wu Qing didn't get angry but instead laughed, casting a glance at He Yizhe beside him. The corners of his mouth curled up into a shallow smile that was particularly despicable.
"Little master here likes to smack disobedient women. Tell me, did that feel good? Want another?"
Her chest heaving uncontrollably, Little Qing looked at his handsome face, shrank her shoulders, and stepped back without a whimper.
It seemed that she needed to fight fire with fire!
Sun Qing furrowed her brows and tugged at Wu Qing's arm, "Let's go, forget about it."
The sense of achievement from playing the hero delighted Wu Qing, and taking advantage of the momentum, he casually wrapped his arm around her waist, his lips revealing a profoundly inscrutable smile.
