"..."
Qin Youxuan looked up, meeting Dan Hanjie's deep gaze, revealing a touch of coldness.
She was stunned, motionless.
"Bang—"
"Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Meng Ziqi's exclamation was particularly sharp, and Qin Youxuan turned her head subconsciously to look in Jin Chenye's direction.
Jin Chenye's tall figure remained unmoved, his phone had fallen to the ground, but he showed no reaction. He was just staring straight at Qin Youxuan, who was wrapped in Dan Hanjie's arms.
His gaze was clear, cold, complex.
Next to him, Meng Ziqi anxiously shouted his name several times, but he didn't respond.
Before Qin Youxuan could react, she was dragged out of the courtroom by Dan Hanjie and tossed into a car.
The car sped away from the courthouse with a whoosh.
It all happened so fast that she didn't have time to react.
"Whoosh—"
The car came to a sudden stop.
