Jiang Xingye thought he still needed some time to recover, but unexpectedly, Li Ninghua's voice had a miraculous effect.
He immediately went downstairs.
Jiang Xingye straightened his body, glanced at Li Ninghua, his gaze lingering briefly below him, "Get lost!"
He couldn't be bothered with this idiot right now; it was his wife that was worrying him.
"What were you doing with that woman just now? Oh, being a hooligan, I'm going to report you..."
Li Ninghua couldn't finish his sentence before a punch hit him in the face, instantly knocking him to the ground. When the stars cleared from his eyes, Jiang Xingye was nowhere to be seen.
"Damn it!" Li Ninghua felt like his nose was broken. He got up from the ground, stumbling to the wall for support. For a moment, he thought that if it weren't on the roadside, Jiang Xingye could have killed him with one punch.
