"There are no accomplices here, nor any criminals," a cold voice came from behind Song Huating.
Suddenly, the person kicked him away from Tang Yu.
Song Huating's body hit the shelf, making a loud noise.
Carlisle gently helped Tang Yu up as he said to the onlookers, "This gentleman molested my wife."
"Forget it." Tang Yu was a little embarrassed, but her heart ached for her senior. "It's nothing..." After some explanation, the onlookers finally dispersed. They were both getting ready to leave.
Song Huating held his waist, looking injured. He ignored the pain as he followed them. When Tang Yu was paying at the counter, he stopped Carlisle.
"You still want to get beaten up?" Carlisle's evil smile carried a dangerous aura.
"You might not be able to beat me..." Song Huating suddenly took out handcuffs and cuffed his hands.
