Ye Heng looked at her cautious little manner, as if she were terrified of causing even a bit more trouble for anyone.
She was the dignified eldest miss of the Feng Family—did she really need to watch other people's faces?
He couldn't help reaching out to rub her little head. "Don't worry."
After he spoke, Ye Heng took out his phone and made a call.
Although his influence in Jiang City couldn't compare to the Feng Family's, dealing with this kind of small matter was more than within his capabilities.
After the call, Ye Heng pulled Feng Yihuan into the car.
Sitting in the car, Feng Yihuan looked at the few men still lying on the ground outside and couldn't help feeling a little worried. "Is it really okay for us to just leave? When I go to school tomorrow, will I get into trouble?"
"Just go to school with an easy mind, you don't have to worry about anything."
Hearing him say that, Feng Yihuan thought those guys deserved a beating anyway.
