"You two, out here, just can't keep your hands off each other, huh?"
A sarcastic voice sliced through the silent Night Color.
Yu Yue, with a few others, appeared in the distance.
Chuzheng's expression remained calm as she released Jih Cheng and turned to face Yu Yue.
"Xu Chuzheng," Yu Yue stood under the streetlight, his face slightly ferocious, "You've got some nerve messing with me."
I'm not messing with you.
You can't just say anything because you're good-looking.
Yu Yue sneered, "Xu Chuzheng, today I'll let you see what happens when you offend me."
Chuzheng: "..."
What happens?
Yu Yue signaled to the people behind her with her eyes.
Those people looked like street thugs, swaggering toward Chuzheng and Jih Cheng, surrounding them.
"Baby," Jih Cheng pulled her, "I..."
"Stay still." Chuzheng pushed him aside.
Jih Cheng: "..."
No, I can help!
Clearly, Chuzheng didn't need his help.