Is that it then? Over just like that?
Zheng Peipei and the director were just thinking this when Lu Ming's next words made their hearts rise to their throats.
"I, Lu Ming, handle things such that I'd rather wrongfully punish a hundred than let one go!"
Saying this, Lu Ming carried Jing Yiren, who was soft like a kitten, tightly into his embrace and stood up, striding towards the exit.
"..." Zheng Peipei and the director hadn't grasped the situation yet when they saw Lu Ming's figure disappear at the entrance as a group of bodyguards from Golden Age rushed in.
They locked the door behind them.
The director and Zheng Peipei, under the audience of a crowd, were forcibly stripped and assaulted, resulting in injuries that led to hospitalization.
Jing Yiren was drugged, and as time passed, she entirely lost consciousness.
When Lu Ming held her, Yiren's small hands fumbled wildly over his body, pulling at his shirt.
