Sick

Li Xiqing was really upset as he listened to the two men talking about his woman in front of him.

The more he listened, the angrier he felt. He just wanted to punch the living out of the two of them.

Li Xiqing thought that he would be the one who landed the first hit when Liwei was insulting Yan Yan. But to his surprise, this surname Zhong had thrown his fist and landed perfectly on the bastard's face.

When Liwei hit the table, and knocked down the glasses and plates around him, Li Xiqing reflexively pulled Yan Yan to his side, and hid her body behind him to avoid the shards.

For a moment, Li Xiqing forgot about his surging rage inside of him; all he was thinking that time was to shield Yan Yan from the sharp objects that were flying around.

When things had quieted down, Li Xiqing turned around, and began to check her arms and legs, to see if she was hurt.