"Beauty, stop!" Yu Minglang ordered, and the beauty obediently let go, sitting upright.
The bad guy who was bitten by the beauty tried to limp away, but Yu Minglang grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back. He kicked and pressed the man against the car, his face distorted against it. Inside the car, Qian watched steadily, remaining calm.
"What did you just say to my wife?" Yu Minglang asked coldly, while the man he was holding pleaded desperately, his face pressed against the car.
"Bro! I was wrong! We just drank too much, no malicious intent!"
Saying there was no malicious intent, who are you kidding?
Yu Minglang addressed Qian's direction, "Wife, close your eyes."
The next scene was indescribable, and it's best for the beautiful wife to see less!
Qian feared it would upset her as she only liked to see beautiful things, so she took off her glasses, making her view blurry and indistinct, yet she wouldn't miss the scene of her husband standing up for her.
