"You little brat, how dare you make fun of me?" The old man, ridiculed, felt his old face couldn't hold it anymore.
He reached out and pinched Mu Keren's soft little face, twisting it into various funny shapes.
The rascal being pinched by Huang Qingtian didn't mind and instead cheekily played along.
"Huang Qingtian, I'm just laughing at you. But, I don't mean to look down on you..."
Mu Keren, holding Huang Qingtian's neck, asked, "You wouldn't deal with Brother Yuanxiao because of this, right?"
"Of course, who does he think he is, having thoughts about you!" Huang Qingtian never hid his feelings in front of Mu Keren.
"I won't just deal with him; I'm going to beat him up, let him know my woman isn't someone to covet!"
Huang Qingtian had decided on this show of muscle long ago.
Mu Keren never even thought about stopping him.
Hearing Huang Qingtian say this, Mu Keren just advised, "Just beat him up; don't overdo it!"
On this point, Mu Keren was standing with Huang Qingtian.
