C778 Not a Good Man

"Oh." Ann Keke answered gloomily and slowly opened the front passenger's door.

In the car, Ou Qi's face was ashen. He held the steering wheel tightly and his fingers were already pale.

Ann Keke secretly looked at him. If Ou Qi held her arm so tightly, would his arm break?

"Hubby, our teacher said that men who hit women are not good men. My husband must be a good man