Chu Ji in the carriage had not yet had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw this abruptly appearing group of people, her heart instantly tensed up again.
Under Chu Ji's gaze, these individuals walked up to Ye Xunhuan and, instead of attacking, appeared exceptionally respectful.
Especially the young man at the forefront, who seemed very familiar to Chu Ji!
The man looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six, with a fair and smooth face exuding sharp and defined handsomeness; his dark and deep eyes shimmered with an enchanting luster!
In the eyes of modern-day women, this man was definitely the type often referred to as a "fresh young meat."
Suddenly, Chu Ji remembered who this man was!
He seemed to be Zhao Changsheng, who was just playing snooker with Ye Xunhuan in Fengwu Villa before!
Zhao Changsheng walked briskly to Ye Xunhuan's side, glanced at the dozen men motionless on the ground, and hurriedly asked Ye Xunhuan, "Brother Huan, are you alright?"
