This weak voice saying these words made Jun hang's heart ache.
She was really hurt.
"Be good, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Youyou had been holding his hand tightly for a long time, and Jun hang's slender hand held back, comforting her.
At the end of his sentence, he was about to pull open the black coat around her chest.
His young and pure face turned paler, his eyelashes were trembling, and his breathing became slower.
Just as he was about to pull open her clothes to check her injuries, Claire suddenly stepped forward and stopped him. Mr. Jun! You can't touch other women's bodies. If you're too intimate, the higher-ups won't allow-"
"Get lost!"
Jun hang didn't even look at her and responded indifferently.
Claire looked at Jun hang's hand on the woman's chest, and her eyes were burning with fire. She was about to say something, but maxi came up to hold her back and shook her head, not letting her care.
