You're Not Fit to Be Someone from Xia Country!

"You actually dare to steal my boyfriend away. You slut!"

Lin Wanwan raised her hand and wanted to give her a slap. Fu Zhinian's move was faster and more ruthless than hers.

He lifted his long leg and gave a kick.

His movement was chic. Even the curvature of his kick was elegant.

Bang!

Following her pitiful scream, severe pain could be felt on Qiao Yuan's right leg. She knelt down in front of Lin Wanwan in a sorry state. Lin Wanwan was so shocked that she immediately retreated.

"Don't. I'm not dead yet. I can't handle you kneeling in front of me."

Fu Zhinian said coldly, "Get lost!"

Qiao Yuan was in so much pain that tears were in her eyes. She couldn't say anything at all.

However, that tall woman's face sank and she used English to say, "Indeed, the men in Xia country are just a bunch of ungentlemanly hooligans. They are like goat meat – not presentable."

One should look at the owner before hitting a dog.