"Ah!" Pain, extreme pain!
"Kick her for me, kick hard, and let's see whether her mouth is tougher or your legs!" Saying this, Shen Yunmei stepped back and gave a signal with her eyes to the three men.
The three of them nodded, walked over with lewd smiles, and began kicking at Suxin.
Watching the three legs enlarging before her eyes, Suxin tightly closed her eyes.
The expected pain did not come, for Suxin simply felt a soft body block her.
It was Chen Ziqian; he had blocked her, and the kicks landed fiercely on him instead.
"Shen Yunmei, stop!" This voice was very loud, carrying an undeniable authority.
Perhaps intimidated, Shen Yunmei raised her hand to signal the others to stop.
The three men relaxed their legs, and Chen Ziqian flipped over to sit, his white shirt now marked with footprints and creases, having lost its original crispness.
"Why won't you accept my financial support?"
