After he finished speaking, he waved his hand to a few of his subordinates.
A few of his subordinates pressed down on Yue Zhi and Wu Jiarun's shoulders, pushing them out.
Yue Zhi struggled desperately, pleadingly looking towards Beitang Tingxue: "Tingxue, save Daddy, Daddy can't go to jail! Tingxue, Daddy loves you, Daddy has always loved you, save Daddy, Tingxue!"
Beitang Tingxue's face showed no trace of sorrow or emotion, only disdain and relief.
She sneered lightly, looking mockingly at Yue Zhi, full of contempt: "Disgusting! You're truly disgusting! I don't have a father as disgusting as you!"
"Tingxue, even if not for Daddy, think of your grandparents!" The cold handcuffs on his hands made Yue Zhi tremble with fear.
He racked his brains, desperately searching for a way out.
He couldn't go to jail.
He absolutely couldn't go to jail!
He was the Young Master of Yue family, the only son of his parents.
