Panicked cries of women and men's bellows uttered outside. Things fell and collapsed as the scolding continued.
Ling Qingyu opened the drape with her arm and was speechless at her guards. Why would someone dare to seek trouble with their presence?
Or was it that people tended to ignore their presence? Even if someone came from outside, they should have seen bikes and SUVs, clearly marked.
Was it really like what Yang Qingyue said that her guards resembled shadows, lowering their presence in front of the public mysteriously?
In fact, the temporary patients around Zhou Rong were frightened, thinking someone offended the gang members again or was targeted, fearing they would be implicated.
Ling Qingyu noticed those change of eyes when she appeared again and sighed. People forgot about their strengths and relied on others. If everyone united, there would be no such things as bullies.
