So no matter who sent it, she's not interested.
"Throw it away." Mo Jun said directly, she simply wouldn't accept flowers from other men.
But suddenly, the card in Mo Jun's hand was snatched away.
Xiong Hong squeezed the card and sneered, then arrogantly questioned everyone, "Who is Mr. L? Stand up now!"
The other boxers immediately erupted.
"Oh, oh, Brother Hong is jealous and pissed off!"
"Who is Mr. L? He must be tired of living to dare to lust after the woman Brother Hong has his eye on!"
"Mr. L, come out and face Brother Hong! It's time to show your manly prowess!"
These men seemed eager to stir up trouble.
Xiong Hong's attitude grew increasingly arrogant, as if Mo Jun were already his property.
"Mr. L, hurry up and come out, okay? How dare you think about my woman..."
"Mr. Xiong!" Mo Jun suddenly interrupted him coldly.
Xiong Hong turned his head and met her icy gaze.
