Even professional bodyguards were no match for him, so sending these security guards after him was practically a suicide mission.
She had been so intent on avenging Xiao Xiaole just now that she had completely failed to notice her surroundings until it was too late.
Sister Ying swallowed hard, astonished, "Who, who exactly are you?"
"Asking this now, don't you think it's too late?" Hao Jian sneered. In any case, he would never let Sister Ying go.
It was not that he hadn't given her a chance; Sister Ying simply didn't know how to seize it.
Looking for help, Sister Ying turned to Zhao Yating, who just shook her head helplessly, "Sister Ying, I already warned you earlier. You didn't listen."
I warned you, and you didn't listen, so it's your problem now.
At those words, Sister Ying's face fell, and she exhibited an extreme look of ugliness before frantically making calls.
"Xinya, come save me. I, I'm in big trouble," Sister Ying said in a trembling voice, clearly terrified.
