Do you insist on driving Yun Ya crazy to be satisfied?
No matter what, I will never let you harm her again.
Pei Qinghan walked over, took Yun Ya from Ning Zihuan's hands, held her in his arms, and turned around to leave swiftly.
Ning Zihuan jumped up in rage, about to chase after them, but was blocked by Yuesheng.
"Pei Qinghan, put Yun Ya down for me."
Jing He rushed over with people, aiming their guns at several people.
Yuesheng sneered, refusing to show weakness, and the two sides directly clashed.
"Ning Zihuan, can you be more mature." Before getting in the car, Pei Qinghan glanced at him indifferently, "If you keep being so childish, the Ning Family will be ruined in your hands sooner or later."
After speaking, he bent down and got into the car, speeding away.
Ning Zihuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, clenching his teeth, "Pei Qinghan, you just wait."
"Third Young Master..." Jing He cautiously began to speak.
