Yang Huiru was stunned, "The two of them sparring, Yang Fan has almost no chance of winning."
She regretted a bit, she shouldn't have used Yang Fan as a shield, she could only sigh, old ginger is still spicier after all, Uncle Yan is too cunning.
"Uncle Yan, isn't it unnecessary? Yang Fan is just an ordinary person, while Huang Zheng is a real soldier. What's there to compare?" Yang Huiru tried her best to smooth things over.
"Girl, don't worry, Huang Zheng won't hurt him, at most he might break a bone, don't be afraid, men, they can't bear this bit of suffering, how can they be worthy of you?" Yan Haiqing chuckled secretly in his heart, you girl, letting you lie without preparing.
Looking at this young man, he really doesn't stand out, just a few harsh words and he'd be scared into spouting the truth.
Got you, let you lie.
Yang Fan was also snickering, why lie when you can't handle it.
