Beep beep——
The horn sounded from far and near, and a small electric scooter stopped at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall. Ming Xuan saw the person coming and panicked all of a sudden, "Goddess Yiqing, let's hurry up and leave!"
"Why run away? Why should I?" Ma Yiqing shook off his hand, looking sideways over there.
A person wearing ordinary sportswear pants, hooded sweatshirt, and carrying two takeaway bags in his hands, a trace of murderous intent swept across his cool honey-colored handsome face!
"You, what are you, here, for?" The stuttering words were tinged with an aggressive demeanor.
Ma Yiqing recognized him as Ning Xixi's bodyguard and sneered, "Ning Xixi is so poor and still has money to hire you as a bodyguard? Don't tell me you've slept with Ning Xixi too?"
Qiao Nancheng's face instantly became extremely grim.
Ming Xuan inwardly cursed, his machismo getting the better of him. He stepped forward to shield Ma Yiqing and watched Qiao Nancheng with apprehension.
