However, what followed was concern for Chen Wei.
Zhao Xinlian had met Li Ziqiang in the business world, and after many years of cooperation, she knew that Li Ziqiang was a Taekwondo expert with no small rank, apparently a blue belt.
Zhao Xinlian was worried that Chen Wei would be injured by Li Ziqiang, and not just slightly, but seriously.
Since Chen Wei had spoiled his fun, how could Li Ziqiang possibly let him off the hook?
Bang!
Li Ziqiang, with both hands, pushed off the door that was pressing on top of him to the side, supported himself on the TV cabinet, and slowly got up from the ground, " Damn it, who is it! Who dares to mess up my good thing, if you want to die, just say it!"
"It's your daddy I!" Seeing Zhao Xinlian lying on the bed, her clothes slightly disheveled, revealing a bit of greyish chest hair and the color of her undergarments, thankfully still on her body, Chen Wei's anger immediately flared up.
