Zhang Ziwen watched helplessly as Li Sisi's delicate wrists were shackled with handcuffs, but at this moment, he was blocked by a group of strong men in suits. Everything happened so suddenly that it was too late to intervene.
"Move aside, tell those police officers to release her," Zhang Ziwen's face turned cold, and the few men in suits in front of him were all skilled. Had he not recognized them as Tang Ying's subordinates, he would have already launched an attack.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, she's a kidnapping suspect," one of the suit-clad men answered expressionlessly.
Zhang Ziwen's anger was futile; the men in suits stood in front of him as if they saw nothing, all of them expressionless. They only took orders from one person, the beautiful and noble Tang Ying.
Zhang Ziwen turned his head towards Tang Ying and said, "Have your men stand down." Unable to touch her men, he could only speak to Tang Ying.
