Ye Chuyi glanced at the bodyguard.
The bodyguard immediately kicked viciously towards her knee.
With a "thud," Lin Yueqin knelt down hard on the solid ceramic tile, crying out in pain.
"You kneel, do my years shortened? Did I lose my life? No, I didn't, I am living just fine."
Ye Chuyi stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and forced her to look up, "Now, I ask, you answer. If you answer well, Wen Nianyou will be fine. If you don't, Wen Nianyou will suffer. Whether she survives tonight depends on you."
"Let Youyou go! If there's any issue, come at me!"
"Who asked you to jump in? Chen Xi!"
As her words fell, Wen Nianyou's piercing scream filled the air.
Lin Yueqin's heart trembled in distress; her face filled with resentment as she looked at Ye Chuyi, not daring to speak again.
