"I'm sorry, Zhao Yuru is already married."

"She can only dance with me."

After saying that, he hugged Zhao Yuru and left, cool and domineering.

Unexpectedly, he would be rejected like this, and Duan Chong's face instantly turned ferocious.

He had been paying attention to Zhao Yuru for a long time, thinking that with his status, he could easily take her away and get a room.

Who would have thought that someone would cut off my beard!

The others were stunned when they saw Duan Chong. They were all astonished and murmured in low voices.

You left the wealthy young man alone and followed a loser young man. What did you think?

"Presumptuous! Trash, let me go."

In anger, Duan Chong's instinctive competitive mentality took over, and the more he looked at Wang Chen, the more disgusted he became.

He hugged the woman he fell in love with and walked away. What was this?

Wang Chen pouted:

"Let go? She is my woman, who do you think you are?"

Not only did she not let go, she hugged her even tighter.

In Duan Chong's eyes, it aroused boundless anger!

This is tantamount to a good cabbage being eaten by a pig, it is simply a waste of natural resources.

"Your woman? Is she worthy of a loser like you?"

"When I come today, I will never allow a flower to be stuck on cow dung!"
Chapter completed!