In an instant, the sharp sound produced by the violent collision between metal and cement was like a thunder that split the sky and instantly spread throughout the space.

This shrill sound seemed to have some kind of magic, causing Meimei, who was standing nearby, to tremble all over involuntarily, with an indescribable fear rising in her heart.

At this moment, Meimei knew very well that what she had just said was too serious, and it ruthlessly hit the most fragile self-esteem of the man in front of her.

She couldn't help but feel extremely regretful, and her body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably. Her hands, which had been relatively calm before, were now trembling like leaves in the wind, and she subconsciously protected her slightly bulging belly.

At the same time, she kept her head down, not daring to raise her eyes to look directly at the man who was already extremely angry.

On the other side, Zhou Xingle's face was full of anger, his eyes were spitting fire, and his whole body was engulfed by anger. He strode towards Meimei with a fierce momentum, stretched out a strong big hand, and mercilessly grabbed one of Meimei's slender arms. Then, his face, which was distorted by anger, came in front of Meimei, and he asked with bared teeth: "What? Do you dislike my incompetence and don't want to live with me? Fine, if you have this idea, get out of here right now, I will never stop you!"

Meimei saw that he looked like a man-eating beast, and she was so frightened that she pulled her arm back.

He was very scared. The next second, he couldn't control himself and punched her.

"Let go, it hurts!"

"It's okay to be hurt. Next time, use your brain when you speak. Don't be an idiot and provoke others everywhere. People who are angry just want to beat you up to vent their anger!"