With a bang, a person fell heavily to the ground.
He raised his head slightly, and through the hair in front of his eyes, his eyes gradually became clearer. The thin figure trembled slightly.
A man walked up to me. Kick the person next to you. "If the second young lady falls, you won't want to live!" The man squatted down. "Second Young Mistress, the people below are ignorant..."
She shook off his hand violently, stood up slowly, but her steps were weak, and looked at him coldly, "Where's Jun Wen?!"
Suddenly the door was kicked open and everyone in the room was shocked, including the second young master. An Siwan trembled slightly, turned around, and looked at him, her eyes gradually becoming cold and painful.
He strode forward and reached out to pinch her mouth, looking at her fiercely, "Where is the child? Where is the child!"
The smile on his lips gradually grew thicker, and he looked at him, "Child? All you care about is that poor child? Su Shaoqing, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Do you think I will leave a child of someone I hate?"
The person in front of her looked at her, and his hands gradually became heavier, as if he wanted to crush her face. "An Siwan, do you have to retaliate against me like this?" He waved his hand. An Siwan fell to the ground so hard. My arms and legs felt numb and painful.
"Give her to my custody. If she runs away again, you will come to see her!"
The people in the room looked at each other. "Yes."
An Siwan looked sideways at his back. "Su Shaoqing, if you dare to touch a hair of Jun Wen, I will die in front of you."
The man paused in his steps. Even his voice was filled with hatred. "An Siwan, you are not qualified to threaten me."
Bang! Silence fell again...