Mi Yao had not moved yet, actually, she did not even know how to react, but at this moment, the figure by the door rushed over at the speed of lightning, he reached out his large palm and grabbed Huangfu Jianchen's clothes, directly throwing him on the floor.
"Commander Feng, she, you dare to touch her?" Feng Yueming knelt on one knee, his fist smashing into Huangfu Jianchen's face.
Feng Yueming as the military commander and a war god, possessed speed and strength that ordinary people could not resist. Huangfu Jianchen took a solid punch, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly wiped away the bloodstain and then burst out laughing loudly twice, "Feng Yueming, are you blinded by rage? You, you don't deserve Yaoyao at all!"
"I don't deserve her, then who does?" Feng Yueming clenched his teeth, his handsome cheeks twisted fiercely, "She's already my wife, in this life she lives as my person, dies as my ghost, even if I destroy her, I won't let you have her!"
