Li Mengjie did not keep silent but instead blurted out, "Xue Jiu, how can you help him bully me? I'm doing this for your good, you know. If the Cold Bodyguard is messing around with other women, that shows no respect for you, his future primary wife. So, we must teach him a harsh lesson."
"Don't drag me into this," Ling Xuejiu sniffed. "Whatever he does with women has nothing to do with me; after all, he's not mine in any way."
Leng Xuan rubbed his head, sensing a tone full of resentment in her voice, but wisely chose to stay silent. Getting involved now was just asking for discomfort.
Under Ling Xuejiu's relentless "Finger-Flicking Technique," Li Mengjie finally opted to surrender, "Alright! Alright! I'll stop talking. Xue Jiu, please let me go, you're practically pinching me to swell."
Ling Xuejiu withdrew her hand and glared, "That's for not keeping your mouth shut. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll find a needle and sew your mouth shut."