They Are Bullying My Wife

A good cabbage was trampled on and smashed just like that. Qin Xi was furious.

When the surrounding people who were fighting over the vegetables saw this, they immediately took a few steps back in fright.

"Whose stall is this?"

A blonde-haired young man was looking at Han Dazhu arrogantly. Behind him were six or seven hooligans with the same arrogant expression, and the cabbage was trampled on by the yellow-haired man.

"It's mine. What do you want?" Instead of giving him a fierce look, Qin Xi smiled nicely.

However, Han Dazhu, who knew her temper, knew that Qin Xi was truly angry..

Just as Han Dazhu was about to go forward to argue with them, Qin Xi stopped him. "Grandpa, take good care of Stone. I'll deal with them."