"You're talking nonsense, I don't know you at all, stop slandering me." Ning Xinhua suddenly became incredibly agitated and roared at the burly man.
"Humph, what about you is worth my slander, you slut? If it weren't for Yangzi not wanting trouble in his place last time, I would not have let you off so easily. And here you are, acting all high and mighty," the burly man mocked with a dismissive laugh.
Zhou Wenkai's face was a study in changing shadows, dark and uncertain, looking extremely ugly. His girlfriend being insulted like this naturally kindled a raging fire within him, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. Even a clay figure has three points of fire, let alone a flesh-and-blood man. Zhou Wenkai also cared a lot about his face, especially since a beautiful woman he had once pursued was sitting right there. He really couldn't afford to lose this face.
"You're making it all up, I'm going to fight you," Ning Xinhua, frantic like a madwoman, charged at the burly man.
"Slap—"
