Jin Lan's lips trembled, and without another word, she tried to run.
"Catch her for me!" Dan Hanjie's thin lips curled, and his eyes instantly turned bloody.
"Yes, Mr. Jie." Yao, who had already gotten out of the car by now, heard Dan Hanjie's words, and respectfully nodded.
With a few big strides, he caught up with Jin Lan, who was trying to run away falteringly. He quickly restrained her, and dragged her to Dan Hanjie.
"Tie her in the middle of the road and let her taste the feeling of being run over by a car!"
"..."
Jin Lan's eyes widened, staring disbelievingly at Dan Hanjie's cold face, wishing so much that she had just misheard.
Qin Youxuan, who had slowly recovered from the fear of death, heard his words, and was also dumbfounded. Unconsciously, she lifted her head to look at Dan Hanjie, who was holding her.
His perfect face, from any angle, was breathtakingly beautiful, making women feel inferior.
