"Hey, Feng Zi, someone at the shop is bullying me. Get your ass over here now," Jiang Yulan almost roared into the phone once the call connected.
From the other end came an impressive voice, "Fuck! Is she looking for death? Dares to bully you? Damn it, Little Lan, don't panic, I'll be right over. If I don't beat her to death, I'm not Madman. Just wait for me, I'll be there within ten minutes."
"Okay, hurry up. That's all for now," Jiang Yulan hung up the phone and, seeing Zhao Xiaoqing's frightened face, immediately felt triumphant. She glanced at her contemptuously and said arrogantly, "You just wait here and see if my boyfriend doesn't break your legs."
