Feeling Zhang Guohua's move, Zhang Yixin subconsciously wanted to dodge, but for some reason, her legs felt like they were filled with lead and wouldn't obey her commands.
Just as Zhang Guohua's hand was about to hit Zhang Yixin, Lin Bei made his move.
He grabbed Zhang Guohua's wrist and said in a cold tone, "My woman, even if you're her grandfather, you can't hit her."
Zhang Guohua tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
Lin Bei casually let go and then addressed Zhang Jinhui and the others, "Whoever insulted Yixin just now, it's not too late to kneel and apologize, otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing anyone."
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, Zhang Nan burst out laughing, "Lin Bei, are you trying to kill me with laughter, not recognizing anyone? Who do you think you are, if you have the guts, hit me now, huh?"
