Xiang Feifei and Xiang Hui, among others, were all taken aback.
But before Xie Wu could extend her hand, Xia Tian lifted her long black-silk-clad leg and kicked the high-heeled shoe hard into Xie Wu's chest.
Bang.
Xie Wu's **** burst, sending her tumbling backward, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.
Her **** deflated; it turned out her voluptuous figure was completely fake, not real as the silicone had been punctured by Xia Tian's high heel.
"Ah! Ah!"
Xie Wu let out cries of pain, came to her senses, and quickly knelt before Song Yun, shouting, "Mr. Song, I...I was just afraid she wouldn't hit me, so I ambushed her first. Actually... actually, I did it on purpose to make her punish me."
"That lie is too pathetic."
Song Yun shook his head and instructed the three Xiang brothers, "Tie all three of them up."
Soon, Xie Wu, Xie Henghua, and Xuan Wei were all bound.
