Ouyang Hao saw Lin Yixun being dragged towards Leng Yixiu by bodyguards and shouted, "Let her go! If there's something, come at me instead!"
He attempted to get up to pull Lin Yixun back, but several bodyguards behind him clutched his shoulders tightly, pressing him to the ground. There were too many of them, and he was injured. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't match these well-trained men and could only watch helplessly as Lin Yixun moved further away from him bit by bit.
Leng Yixiu walked slowly to stand in front of Lin Yixun. The shine of his leather shoes was glaring under the sunlight. He yanked her to his side, his gaze lingering on the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth for a few seconds, his eyes turning colder.
"For this man, you would even throw away your own life?" If he hadn't restrained his strength in time, with Lin Yixun's frail build, she might be half-dead by now.
