Jiang Zihong struggled to get up from the ground, glaring angrily at Qiao Jing.
This ungrateful woman hit him again!
And right in front of a pretty boy!
Qiao Jing glanced coldly at Jiang Zihong, her red lips slightly parted, spitting out a harsh word, "Get lost!"
Jiang Zihong, having just been taught a lesson, instinctively felt some fear of Qiao Jing.
When Qiao Jing scolded him, he subconsciously stepped back several paces.
Once he reached a relatively safe distance, Jiang Zihong gritted his teeth and said, "Qiao Jing, I still stick to my words, if I can't have you, I won't give up! You will be mine sooner or later!"
Immediately, he turned to Lu Zijin beside him, saying resentfully, "Pretty boy, just you wait, dare to steal my woman, I won't let you off!"
Having said his harsh words, Jiang Zihong covered his arm which was twisted painfully, and stormed off in anger.
