In his heart, he just wanted to rush up and drag that punk away and give him a good beating.
However, considering the previous incident of him beating up Lin Xilu, An Ziqi still wouldn't listen to his advice, so he held back.
Unhappy, he stepped forward and stood behind An Ziqi, staring straight at the young man, his eyes nearly shooting sparks.
Brother Zhang felt creeped out by his stare and unconsciously took a step back.
It was only then that An Ziqi saw Xiao Moli had arrived. She glared at him, forbidding him from scaring people.
There were several young guys in the village who liked An Ziqi. Seeing so many people gathered around her, they all found various excuses to gather around.
"Ziqi, can you help me write a few words? My handwriting isn't pretty, I'm afraid if Heaven sees it, it won't help me make my wish come true."
A young guy, smiling, stepped forward with a piece of paper, squeezing Brother Zhang aside, and smiled at An Ziqi.
