"Tang Tang, put that down. Don't be rash."
When Gong Ke'er saw Ye Caitang's actions, she immediately came back to her senses.
Although she felt very good that Ye Caitang had kicked this middle-aged man's a*s, but…
She could not let Ye Caitang really poke his eye out. There would be legal consequences.
Tang Shihan also came back to her senses and walked out of her shame and inferiority. She hurriedly hugged Ye Caitang's arm.
"Ye Caitang, don't be rash."
"He's really someone you can't afford to offend."
"Stop it and go."
When Mr. Huang saw that someone had saved him, he relaxed and suddenly fainted.
Ye Caitang looked at Tang Shihan—who was hugging her arm—and what she had seen previously suddenly flashed across her mind.
The scene of Tang Shihan slitting her wrist in the bathroom. This time, there seemed to be a letter beside her.
"What about you?" Gong Ke'er hurriedly asked.
"Are you coming with us?"
