Anger

The moment Yue Qing saw Jiang Li, he almost could not control himself and rushed over. He raised his fist and was about to swing it at Jiang Li. On the other hand, Jiang Li almost reflexively wanted to throw Yue Qing over his shoulder.

Luckily, both of them managed to control themselves in the end. Just when Jiang Li felt a gust of wind pass by him, the expected fist did not swing over. Yue Qing clenched his palm tightly and glared at Jiang Li. "I don't hit women."

Jiang Li sighed. Even if Yue Qing really did hit her, she would not resist. Those bad things that she had done in the past were indeed quite deserving of a hit.

"I'm sorry..."

Jiang Li bowed to Yue Qing and apologized sincerely.

Yue Qing was a little surprised. He was stunned at first, then he thought of Jiang Li's ingrate behavior before. He sneered and said, "Stop pretending here. Who are you trying to disgust?"