She quickly stepped in front of Cui Ziqi, blocking his path.
"You... are injured! It's not good for you to fight. Leave it to me, just leave it to me."
Cui Ziqi's gaze fell on the tank top that accentuated her figure, and a deep displeasure settled in the corners of her eyes and brows.
He grabbed Xia Wan and threw her behind him.
"If you interrupt again, I'll beat you up too!"
He threatened coldly.
More and more people gathered around, and some even took out their phones to take pictures.
If Cui Ziqi really does make a move in public, even if the Cui family can protect him, he will be criticized to death by netizens!
He already has a mental illness; if he is bombarded with a lot of negative emotions, how long can he hold on?
Ignoring his threats, Xia Wan grabbed Cui Ziqi again.
His expression was resolute. "No! Your injury is finally healing, I won't allow you to hurt yourself!"
She grabbed Cui Ziqi's sleeve tightly and took out her phone to signal him.
"I called the police, they'll be here soon. Please let the police come, don't hit me, okay?"
Her soft, gentle voice carried a deep sense of sorrow.
Cui Ziqi stood straight in place, looking down at her, his deep eyes revealing complex emotions.
She was actually begging him because of his injury?
My heart felt full, but not uncomfortable; there was even a faint sense of freshness, like being reborn.
Seeing that Cui Ziqi was not moving, Xia Wan quickly took his hand, making a phone call while keeping an eye on his movements.
Red Hair saw that the two were standing still.
Unable to hear what the two were struggling with, his patience gradually wore thin.
He carried the spiked club in one hand and walked forward fearlessly.
Didn't you hear me tell you to come here?
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