As she spoke, Fang Yuxuan reached down, grabbed Long Tianfeng by the back of his collar, and lifted him off the ground. Then she pointed at his face with her other hand,
"Look at that ugly mug. You think it could make me swoon? You really think that little of me? I wouldn't want a piece of crap like him even if you gave him to me!"
Tang Xintian saw this and immediately got angry too. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed Long Tianfeng by the front of his collar and pulled him toward her, only to find that she couldn't budge him at all. She glared at Fang Yuxuan through gritted teeth.
"Then let him go! If you don't want him, someone else will. And what's wrong with his old face? Even if he is hideous, he's still your good buddy! How can you just kick him in the balls the moment you see him?!"
Fang Yuxuan glared at Tang Xintian.
"He's schemed against me so many times, and even shot me with a sniper rifle! I just kicked him in the balls—so what?! I'll kick him if I want to! Sure, he's your man, but he's my buddy too! I haven't even settled the score with you, and now you're acting like you're in the right?!"
The two women argued until they were red in the face. Long Tianfeng was caught between them, dangling by the back of his collar in Fang Yuxuan's grip while Tang Xintian tugged at his front. He wore a timid smile, looking painfully awkward.
"Um... Could you stop arguing for a second and put me down...?"
Long Tianfeng looked at the ground. His feet were still ten centimeters above it. Being held up while watching his wife argue with someone over his balls was