"No need. I've already ordered my men to capture Xinxin," Jian Yanjun declared with an imperious wave of his hand, his presence overwhelming.
"What?"
"What?"
Jian Xi and Si Yuhuan exclaimed in unison.
"What's wrong? She ambushed me, nearly killed me, and I can't retaliate?"
At Jian Yanjun's command, Xinxin was dragged into the room.
Covered in blood from head to toe, she was violently pushed to the ground, a complete wreck.
"Jian Xi! Si Yuhuan! Is this how you treat an ally!" Xinxin shrieked, on the verge of hysteria. She had just returned from the hospital. After seeing Si Junyan actually start to calm down following treatment, she had considered inviting the psychologist to meet her foster father. Instead, she was ambushed, brutally beaten, and dragged here.
Jian Yanjun slapped her with a hand as large as a cattail fan, nearly sending Xinxin flying.
