He slowly lowered his leg, not bothering to remove the cigarette from his mouth, biting on it without it hindering his speech: "You did something wrong, how come you haven't repented yet?"
Yu Feifei's face turned red: "I, I didn't do anything wrong, it was her talking nonsense about Fu Yan."
Shen Liguang cracked a smile, "Since it was her talking nonsense, you don't need to do this. Taking a few boys to corner a girl in the middle of the night, what for? Blinded by rage?"
"You!" Yu Feifei was at a loss for words.
Fu Ying thought to herself, this man, really doesn't know how to hold his tongue.
"Let's forget about tonight's incident, but if there's a next time, none of you will get away."
Yu Feifei stared straight at Fu Ying, and then, with her followers, slunk away.
Fu Ying let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you, brother."
Shen Liguang looked at her, his thin lips slightly moved, his tone softened a bit: "I'll take you home."
Fu Ying nodded: "Thank you."