"You..." Sheng Miao's eyes widened, one hand bandaged after being dislocated and reset, while the other hand flailed about, incessantly pounding on him, "Mo Shiche, how dare you lay a hand on me... My dad will surely kill Sheng Tang for this, how dare you treat me this way! Mo Shiche!"
Mo Shiche's shoulder was hammered by her clenched fist. With an emotionless face, he flipped her over, tossing her onto the ground, his brows and eyes mixed with disgust as he stepped back.
Liansu walked in with bodyguards.
Sheng Miao, clutching her bruised shoulder, saw the bodyguards approach her. Realizing they meant business, she shrank back abruptly. "You... Ah!"
The bodyguards simply picked her up and began to walk out.
Sheng Miao struggled desperately, but to no avail, her slender frame was no match for the burly bodyguards.
"Mo Shiche! Mo Shiche, how dare you treat me like this! I... I will make you regret this!"
