Yun Jianchen looked at Zhao Yuan coldly, "I don't need to explain myself to anyone... When you were insulting and framing Huanyan, did you ever think about how you would explain it to me?"
"I've said, I didn't," Zhao Yuan said angrily.
Yun Jianchen looked at Nian Ying and David, and said indifferently, "Take good care of Miss Zhao..."
"Yes," David and Nian Ying took Zhao Yuan upstairs.
"Song Huanyan... You vicious woman, Yun Jianchen, my brother will not let you go, nor will the Zhao Family... let me go... let me go." Zhao Yuan's screaming and cursing could continuously be heard coming down from upstairs.
"Let me go... Don't... Don't..."
Hearing Zhao Yuan's screams, Huanyan knew what Zhao Yuan was facing, and she didn't feel the slightest bit of pity.
Being merciful to an enemy is being cruel to oneself.
