Shang yanyong, who had received the call, quickly drove to the capital Palace.
Shang Jun's parents came with him. When they saw their son's condition, Shang Jun's mother burst into tears the moment they got out of the car.
"Ah Jun!"
She was about to rush over.
However, before he could get close, he was blocked by someone.
Lin Hanxing was sitting not far away. Behind her, she was illuminated by the headlights of the business cars from the capital Palace. The dust in the air was like particles that could not hide from the light, floating in all directions and covering her with a beautiful layer of light.
"What do you want to do?"
Looking at Lin Hanxing, Shang Jun's mother, who was eager to protect her son, was furious.
Lin Hanxing moved his feet, and Shang Jun, who was tied up like a dumpling under her feet, groaned in pain. He wanted to die like this, better than losing face in front of his family.
Shang yanyong stopped his impulsive brother.
