As the words fell, Huang Yong's eyes swept over Old Zhao and his group in front, finally landing on a figure at the back of the line. He frowned, "Why did you bring her here?"
Noticing Huang Yong's gaze on her, Yang Xue shrugged indifferently, "It's been a while since I came, I wanted to come back and take a look. What, is that not allowed?"
Huang Yong instinctively tightened his fist. Without a doubt, if she weren't a woman, and more importantly Liu Yunpeng's woman, he probably would have swung a punch already.
Yet now, he reluctantly unclenched his fist and repeated, "Roll up your sleeves and trousers! Quickly now!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang, rather irked, rolled up his sleeve with a smack: "See for yourself! I'm fine! Not bitten!"
Saying this, he turned and went to Yang Xue's side, pulling her into his embrace.
He saw clearly when Huang Yong ignored his girlfriend, though he's not sure where he and Yang Xue's relationship is headed.
