In front of Liu Yichen and Jinxin, Li Zhiyan's heart was always repeating the essence of Chinese traditional culture.
For Liu Yichen, it was still considered verbal abuse at this point.
But for Jinxin, it was just the objective truth.
After glaring at Liu Yichen, the mixed-blood Liu Yichen immediately lowered his head obediently; the six of them together were no match for Li Zhiyan right now.
Moreover, they were completely in the wrong. If they didn't settle this privately, a detention was almost inevitable. At this moment, Liu Yichen already hated Li Zhiyan deeply in his heart. He felt he had never been humiliated like this in his entire life.
Jinxin felt even more stifled. When did Li Zhiyan become so good at fighting!
Soon, the roar of a sports car engine echoed, and Liu Yichen felt a sense of relief in his heart. His mother had arrived — let's see if this damn bastard Li Zhiyan could still act high and mighty!
