You're Not Going to Steal the Bride Are You

"Ai ai ai …" Hanmo... Lightly... "I'm in pain …"

In the safe passage in the pub, Shi Hanmo picked up Bai Mufeng's shirt collar with one hand and pushed the man to the corner with a pair of scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Bai Mufeng, let me tell you, in the future, let these women come closer to me. The next one to die will be you, do you understand?"

The man's voice was as cold as ice, so cold that it made people shiver.

The man pressed against the wall nodded his head repeatedly, he was so scared that a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "Next time, I won't dare, I won't dare, President Shi, please forgive me this time …"

"Scram, hurry up and scram. Don't let me see you again."

Bai Mufeng who had a strong desire to live disappeared from the bar's entrance in the next second.