C27 The possessiveness of men

"Lu Shaoming, shut up. You don't need to care about this matter between Wenqian and I. Wenqian, get off the carriage. You get off, I have something to say to you!"

Long Zhenhua patted on the window forcefully, his face was anxious and shouted at Shi Wenqian who was inside the carriage.

Lu Shaoming let out a cold laugh as his broad and solid palm fell on Shi Wenqian's shoulder