Li Mengmeng moved her hands and feet on her own, ignoring Chen Youming.
Chen Youming hadn't expected to be rescued by Li Mengmeng and felt quite embarrassed. He brazenly made an excuse and said, "Well...since all three of them were drunkards, Young Master Zhao and I didn't bother arguing with them!"
"Yeah, exactly, they were all drunk and had no fighting capability. It's not really appropriate for us two sober men to beat up drunkards, right?"
Zhao Siyu dusted off the dirt from his clothes and chimed in, "But it's different for Mengmeng. You're a girl; it's only natural for you to casually show a few moves and knock all three of them down!"
"Heh heh heh, I knew I shouldn't have come to save you guys!"
Li Mengmeng snorted in annoyance and had no desire to argue with the two blockheads. She turned and walked toward the business van.
"Second Brother, we've lost face big time today. We must think of a way to save it!"
