At this moment, Zhao Xuemo, who was pulled behind, was already too frightened to know what to do.
Just now, when Lin Zifeng confronted Hawke Martin, although she didn't see the clash between the two, she clearly heard the muffled explosion in the air.
Especially the bizarre expression on Zhao Yaotou's face; she had just picked up a steak intending to swallow it raw, and that sudden boom almost made her bite her tongue off.
"It seems that Mr. Lin has made up his mind. If Xue Mo agrees to leave with you, I naturally won't stop her, after all, feelings cannot be forced. A twisted melon is not sweet."
Hawke Martin not only didn't continue to argue with Lin Zifeng, but rather gentlemanly made a concession.
As long as Zhao Xuemo was willing to agree, he would let her leave without any obstruction.
The sudden happiness came so fast that Lin Zifeng hadn't reacted yet. Just now, he was still competing with him, how could he compromise so quickly?
