Tong Bi panicked at the sight of the situation, crying out, "Not only are you trespassing into a private residence, you even...".
"Shut her up." Bai Chengxi looked impatiently at his subordinates and lit a cigarette from his pocket. It had been a long time since he had smoked, and today was especially frustrating.
His past love affairs had been exposed, but he didn't care, standing by the things he had done and ready to proclaim them to the world. What worried him was the impact of this incident on Zhuo Yuqing, so before these crazed netizens could launch verbal attacks on her, he had to suppress the incident.
Tong Bi's mouth was covered by a hulking man's palm, and her body, like a flailing fish, was pressed onto the cutting board, only able to whimper helplessly.
