"Ah!"
The bald man had one of his teeth knocked out by that punch, and before the intense pain had passed, another punch came flying at him.
Screams followed one after the other.
Mo Shiche was grabbing the man by the collar and slammed him hard against the wall, his eyes glinted with ruthless and chilling ferocity as he bit out each word, "You dare touch her, who gave you the damn courage to touch her?"
The bald man's eyes widened in shock, "You... you..."
At that moment, from behind, Liansu reminded him, "Mr. Muo... Mr. Muo... Miss Luo is about to fall off the bed..."
Luo Qiangwei's coat had been removed, and although she was still in a shirt, it was disheveled. Her messy long hair was seductive, but Liansu did not dare to cross boundaries to help her up, not daring to come close.
Hearing this, Mo Shiche let go of the man in his hands and quickly turned to the bedside.
Just in time to catch the woman sliding off the blanket.
