grandpa li was furious when he saw mu yichen's arrogant expression.
this stinky hooligan saw so many people surrounding him, but not only did he not run away, he even had a fearless look on his face, as if he didn't care about all of them at all.
one of his arms was still wrapped around luo chenxi's waist as he held her tightly in his embrace.
what was even more peculiar was that he had the wrong impression that the little hooligan was a perfect match for luo chenxi.
what was going on?
he must be getting old, and his presbyopic must have increased again!
mu yichen leaned against the wall in a relaxed manner. he turned a blind eye to the angry gazes of the crowd around him.
grandpa li couldn't help but raise his voice, " "little brat, let go of chenxi, do you hear me? everyone, let's go and teach this stinky hooligan a lesson!"
"right, beat this stinky hooligan to death!"