Wen Nuan's eyes widened as she quickly pulled the car door open to get out. Leng Yan's face was dark with anger, and in an instant, Tan Qing was dragged out and his fist immediately landed on Tan Qing's face. Tan Qing, caught off balance, fell to the ground.
Wen Nuan was terrified, "Tan Qing!"
She screamed, running over and crouching down. But her hand was grabbed forcefully by Leng Yan as he pulled her up: "Don't go!"
Leng Yan's voice was almost a roar.
He was truly angry. Seeing Tan Qing making such an ambiguous move towards her, his rage was about to explode. And now, she actually wanted to help him up.
"Leng Yan, you're going too far!"
Wen Nuan forcefully struggled free, even making a noise because of her effort. She glared at Leng Yan, her eyes filled with intense anger. She intended to move forward to help Tan Qing, but he himself struggled a bit to get up.
He even smiled at her, signaling that he was okay.
