"Jianchen, what in the world do you want to do?" Li Jiao asked anxiously.
Yun Jianchen looked coldly at Li Jiao, "Since you're unwilling to hand over Zhao Yuan, then I'll just find her myself."
With that, Yun Jianchen was about to go upstairs to find Zhao Yuan.
He knew where Zhao Yuan's room was.
"Jianchen..." Li Jiao rushed forward, trying to stop Yun Jianchen.
"Get lost." Qing Yan pushed Li Jiao away with a shove.
Li Jiao, wearing high heels, stumbled back several steps before falling to the ground in an ungainly heap.
Yun Jianchen didn't even glance at her as he went upstairs.
Li Jiao, watching Yun Jianchen's indifferent back, suddenly felt very afraid.
The Yun Jianchen today felt particularly terrifying.
Yuanyuan... was in trouble.
"Quick, call the police," Li Jiao shouted to the household servants.
Yun Jianchen heard Li Jiao's words but he didn't care.
The police showing up would be perfect, to take away Zhao Yuan, that despicable woman.
