"You don't need to worry about who I am, but I know who your boss is, and I know that if this gets out, even if he doesn't go to jail, it will still affect him!"
"Now, you'd better let Zuo Aiai go."
"We can talk about this when Mr. Ji gets back," the bodyguard didn't budge an inch.
"The press from the magazines and newspapers will be here soon, if you're not afraid of this getting out..."
"Even if the press from the magazines and newspapers show up, do you think they can broadcast the news?" the bodyguard laughed coldly.
Ye Anran clenched her teeth, knowing that these people were ruthless, but...
"Ah!...."
The bodyguard let out a loud cry, already taken down by a knife-hand strike.
It turned out that while on her way up, Ye Anran had instructed two thugs to enter from a second-floor window.
All the talk was just a ruse to divert the attention of those two.
