Rong Mochen sneered, "Is Young Master Ying asking me to let go of my woman?"
"Rong Mochen!" Ying Jingyao gritted his teeth, extreme anger and coldness evident on his handsome face, "Let me clarify, Momo is now my girlfriend, and she has nothing to do with you. So please, let go of her immediately! Otherwise..."
"Otherwise?" Rong Mochen sneered, the coldness in the eyes of the man long accustomed to being in a high position reached its peak, causing Jin Jumo, who was tightly held in his arms, to shiver involuntarily, "Otherwise, what does Young Master Ying intend to do? Have someone hit me with a car again?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Jingyao's face changed abruptly.
Clenching his left fist, Ying Jingyao slowly shifted his gaze to Jin Jumo's face.
Jin Jumo looked at him, her Taohua eyes clear and clean, yet seemingly carrying a touch of confusion.
"Jingyao..."
Suddenly, a gentle and soft female voice sounded, breaking the sudden stillness in the air.
