Before Xu Lingling had a chance to touch Chi Jiao, Quan Jue pushed her aside.
He'd never hit a woman, but when it came to Jiaojiao, there were always exceptions.
Xu Lingling stumbled and almost fell.
She stumbled back a few steps before she managed to steady herself. In a sorry state, she looked up and met Quan Jue's gaze.
His cold and ruthless gaze was like an icy knife viciously stabbing into Xu Lingling's heart. She couldn't help but feel fearful.
Another person in the crowd was staring closely at Xu Lingling with resentment.
However, Xu Lingling's attention was focused on Quan Jue and Chi Jiao, so she did not notice it.
At this moment, the siren of the ambulance resounded in the hall.
"If anything happens to my brother, I won't let you off." Xu Lingling glared at Chi Jiao and walked towards Xu Ye.
"We should leave, too," Quan Jue whispered to Chi Jiao.
