How did such a little girl become his pride? What is there to be proud of?
It's just that even heroes have a hard time resisting the charms of a beauty, and it turns out Mu Xingfeng is no exception to this emotional hurdle.
Mu Xingfeng's usually calm eyes instantly turned icy, a chilling aura emanating from within.
A fierce flash split the sky, with the thunder rolling in, the branches swayed violently in the wind, as if they could be snapped in half at any moment.
"Bang—"
An unexpected punch struck out, hitting Jia Chenggang on the left cheek. Caught off guard, Jia Chenggang took the punch directly, tasting the metallic tang of blood in his mouth.
Before he could react, he heard the man's cold voice, "Captain Jia, I've warned you, don't let me hear another word demeaning my wife. How my woman is, is my own business, not something for Captain Jia to comment on."
So what if she is spoiled beyond reason? Mu Xingfeng's woman has to live freely and rebelliously.
