Chapter 1222

Lydia scowled and said firmly, “Yes, if you dare to lay a finger on him, you’ll get it from me!” Torres gritted his teeth bitterly, waved a fist in the air, and roared, “F*ck!” Several other rich second-generations also began to speak up for Torres. “Lydia, what are you doing? Aren’t you aware of how Torres treats you? Why are you hurting him over a scumbag like that?” Luisa Schoen, with her tall figure and slender legs, was wearing revealing clothes. She was staring at Philip uncomfortably at this moment. “Yeah, Lydia, why are you acting this way? Is he a friend of yours?” A boy looked at Philip in disgust. “Yes, he’s my friend. I forbid you to say that about him!” Lydia was about to blow her temper, and she was not afraid to lash out at these few friends of hers. “Let’s go!” After speaking, Lydia pulled Philip to get away from here. Seeing Lydia pulling the old man away, they shook their heads helplessly before comforting Torres. “Torres, don’t be too sad. Lyd