Li Hao stood in the crowd, his face instantly turning pale as paper. He looked at Zhang Fengjiao walking away, then at Chen Min, who looked incredulous, and was at a loss for what to do.

The eyes of the people around him shot towards Li Hao like sharp arrows, with surprise, disgust and ridicule in their eyes.

At this time, Li Hao did not reflect on his own mistakes. Instead, he looked at Chen Min and said angrily: "It was you, a lunatic, who caused this. Are you satisfied now?" Then he ran out of the crowd in a rage.

Seeing Li Hao treating her like this, Chen Min shouted unwillingly, "Li Hao, Li Hao... You, you wait, don't leave! I'm not done here yet."

Seeing that Li Hao ignored her, she turned around and yelled at Chen Hui, "Chen Hui, this is all your fault. Otherwise, Li Hao wouldn't have treated me like this. You keep saying you're helping me, but in fact, you're deliberately embarrassing me. I thought you were my good friend."

Seeing Chen Min's ferocious look, Chen Hui was so frightened that she stepped back and said, "I don't know either. I, I, I didn't expect it to be like this! I thought..."

At this moment, Wang Xiaolan watched the two men in front of her coldly, biting and fighting each other like mad dogs. She couldn't help but smile. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Then, Wang Xiaolan stepped forward. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and, with all her might, slapped Chen Min's face, which was twisted with anger. "Pa! Pa!" Two resounding slaps echoed, leaving two bright red palm prints on Chen Min's cheeks.