Wen Wan glared at the man angrily, subconsciously picking up the wine glass on the table. She had just brought it to her lips when she put it back down, nearly forgetting the lesson again.
Wen Wan got up with her bag, wanting to go to the restroom, but unexpectedly, a figure suddenly sprang out, blocking her way. She had no time to react before she received a slap from the other party, which was quite loud.
"Homewrecker! That's for stealing my man!" The other's eyes were filled with venom, and the strength of her slap was so fierce it made Wen Wan stagger, almost falling.
Just as the other party was about to deliver a second slap, Wen Wan suddenly felt a warmth around her waist. Then, the woman's delicate hand was frozen in mid-air.
Actually, as soon as Wen Wan had stood up, Mo Siluo had also risen to his feet. He hadn't managed to stop the first slap, but the second one...