"No... No..." Wu Jiarun wept sorrowfully.
No matter how unwilling she was, ultimately she was dragged out by the police.
In the room, apart from Gu Junzhu and the others, only the trembling Yue Qingqing remained.
Beitang Tingxue turned around to look at her.
Their eyes met, Yue Qingqing's face full of terror, she kept shrinking back, her body shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"Having fun?" Beitang Tingxue slowly walked up to her, looking at her like a cat watching a mouse: "Remember how you snuggled up to Yue Zhi yesterday and provocatively smiled at me? Smile again! Why aren't you smiling anymore?"
Yue Qingqing shook her head repeatedly, her voice trembling: "Tingxue, I-I'm your sister... I have the Yue family blood in my veins too... You, you can't... You can't..."
