From the back of the crowd, two burly middle-aged men escorted Zhu Yan and Ye Qiao forward, appearing in Sun Zhe's line of sight.
Zhu Yan was still in her professional suit from work, complete with black stockings and high heels.
Ye Qiao was also still wearing her sexy JK school uniform, her long, beautiful legs wrapped in transparent white stockings that exuded a sweet scent, both pure and alluring.
Clearly, the mother and daughter had been abducted—one from work and the other from class.
Sun Zhe was instantly consumed by rage. He glared at Yao Rao, his eyes so red they looked as if they might bleed. "If you have a problem, come at me!" he roared. "Don't you fucking touch my family!"
Yao Rao remained expressionless, as if she hadn't heard his roar.
Just then, Han Xinyue approached, a faint smile playing on her lips as she looked at Sun Zhe. "When you were messing with my family, did you ever think you'd say something like that?" she asked.
