Passing by Chu Qianjiao, Nan Zhifeng sneered contemptuously, "Miss Chu, be more careful where you walk next time. Don't fall down the stairs again!"
"You... you..." Chu Qianjiao was about to explode with rage, "You bitch, I'm going to kill you—"
With a cold laugh, Nan Zhifeng strode away amidst her frantic screams.
"Brother Zhantian, why don't you teach her a lesson? She pushed me..."
"Brother Zhantian..."
Ye Zhantian didn't even glance at her and quickly followed after her.
Nan Zhifeng got into the car full of anger.
Meng Sijue started the car while trying to calm her down, "Take it easy."
Just as the car was about to pull away, suddenly, another car rammed into them from behind, pushing Meng Sijue's white Bentley to the edge of the flowerbed in front.
Meng Sijue's face changed drastically, and he looked at the car behind them through the rearview mirror, "It's Ye Dong... "
Before he could finish, a figure rushed over, pulled open the car door, and yanked Nan Zhifeng out.
