Lin Yicheng's eyes narrowed, and he took a step forward, placing himself in front of Xu Qiaoqiao.
He stared at Liang Mengxian, hate clear in his eyes "Shut up!"
But Liang Mengxian seemed crazed.
All her scheming, maintaining a friendship with Lin Yicheng until now, was utterly ruined last night.
The way Lin Yicheng looked at her only enraged her further.
She yelled, "Am I wrong? What do you like about her? She..."
"Liang Mengxian, if you don't shut up, don't force me to hit a woman!"
With that one sentence from Lin Yicheng, Liang Mengxian's eyes filled with tears. She felt terribly wronged, and her pain was intense. "Brother Yicheng, how can you treat me like this... I've liked you for so many years... We were such good friends, how can you treat me like this because of a woman ..."
Lin Yicheng narrowed his eyes, "Liang Mengxian, I think you may have misunderstood something."
