Yang Qingyue kept silent under Ling Qingyu's eyes but she couldn't bear it any longer. She had fought against those types of bullies since childhood without fear.
Perhaps her strong background had allowed her to survive and retain the essential innocence and longing for true righteousness. Now, someone dared to bully Ling Qingyu in front of her, and the urge to beat the fat guy flared up again.
But she wasn't young anymore; her position also restricted her actions. She couldn't act without restraints any longer.
As a police chief and high-level official, her actions must abide by the rules. She stood up and pulled away Ling Qingyu, covering with her body as she whispered. "I'll take care of this."
