As soon as Xiao Qing heard Xiao Anze's words, her whole demeanor faltered.
Can't he see that Xiao Enli came here just to provoke? And he still talked to Xiao Enli like that, now he probably can't even talk properly.
Indeed, just as Xiao Qing thought of that possibility, she saw Xiao Enli swinging his fist towards Xiao Anze.
It's over!
Just at that moment, a figure rushed out from the resting room, quickly stepping in front of Xiao Anze. Xiao Enli's fist almost hit the face of the person who intervened.
Seeing that the fist stopped less than ten centimeters away from Yang Qiao's face, Xiao Qing took a deep breath.
Thank goodness, just in time.
"Xiao Enli, what are you doing?" Yang Qiao said with a tense face and glared at him.
Xiao Enli did not immediately answer her, he withdrew his fist and straightened his clothes, then suddenly smiled at Xiao Anze.
"Brother, see, Yang Qiao still has you in her heart. Thank me."
Xiao Qing was utterly confused.
