Li Jiao and Yun Jianchen's group all ran down from upstairs, heading outside.
The police followed them out as well.
"Yuanyuan..." Li Jiao looked at Zhao Yuan, who appeared to be in great pain, very nervous and worried.
Zhao Yuan's complexion was awful; her brows were furrowed, her foot was in pain, and her face, scratched by branches, also felt a burning pain.
"Quick, call for an ambulance, send for 120," Li Jiao shouted loudly.
"Yes," the servant went to call 120.
"Who called the police?" asked the officer.
"It was me," Li Jiao said to the police earnestly, "They trespassed into a private residence and they hit my daughter."
Li Jiao pointed at Yun Jianchen and David Qing Yan.
The officer looked at Yun Jianchen and after a few seconds, recognized him.
"President Yun..." The officer looked at Yun Jianchen. As Ni Group's president, Jianchen had made significant contributions to the development of Yun City. Ni Group's status in Yun City was pivotal.
