"Hahaha..." Watching the girl's indignant face, Zhan Moxiao couldn't help but chuckle softly and lovingly caressed her cheek, "Alright, alright, go ahead."
Ou Lan turned around and walked away, "Liu Feng, follow."
Watching Ou Lan's car drive away, Zhan Moxiao couldn't help but worry about Qin Qingnan. He knew very well that Qin Qingnan's type was definitely not the kind Ou Lan and Lin Ziran admired. If Ou Lan, in a fit of anger, told Liu Feng to beat up Qin Qingnan...
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Zhan Moxiao shook his head, not daring to imagine further.
Let nature take its course, he had warned Qin Qingnan. If he insisted on colliding with a south wall, Zhan Moxiao couldn't stop him, and he couldn't blame him if he got beaten up.
If his wife really took Liu Feng to beat up Qin Qingnan, he would just be a spectator, because he was afraid of upsetting his wife.
As the saying goes, a man would take a knife for his brothers but would stab his brothers for his wife.