Ye Chuyi felt her blood was about to freeze. How did Sheng Tingyuan get here? How did he know where to find her?
Wasn't it supposed to be her bodyguard who came in?
She stiffly turned her head to look out the window, only to see her bodyguards all subdued by his, each held tightly down.
What a misunderstanding! These were her people, not the Tattooed Arm Man's!
A fierce expression surfaced on Sheng Tingyuan's handsome face. His expensive leather shoes were stepping on the Tattooed Arm Man's face: "You dare touch my wife?!"
The Tattooed Arm Man's face was disfigured by the pressure, but he couldn't care less about the pain, he said in utter fear, "Young Master Ting, I, I, I didn't know! Spare me, Young Master Ting, I haven't done anything! It was him, he insisted on sending his daughter to me for fun!"
He trembled as he pointed a finger toward Wen Xingye at the doorway.
