At this moment, Yuan Shu was clearly lying on her side in the trunk and the small Santana trunk forced her to curl up in fetal position, but Wang Ping felt an indescribable sense of intimidation from her, making him feel suffocated.
The lackey in the distance was already a little anxious and shouted, "Boss, are you impotent? What are you waiting for?"
"Bullsh*t! Little brats, get lost! You're the f*cking impotent one!" Wang Ping's face turned red and he mustered his courage to go forward, but his movements were much more cautious. After he pulled Yuan Shu out of the trunk, he let her sit on it.
Looking at the elegant and beautiful woman in front of him, Wang Ping couldn't help but swallow hard. However, he didn't dare to do anything. After a long time, he said stubbornly, "Miss Yuan, you're too domineering and have offended many people. There are countless people who want to kidnap you. Who has evidence that I'm the one who kidnapped you?"
