The men in black hurriedly stepped forward to pin her arm behind her back and kicked her hard behind the knees, "Don't move!"
"Nanjue!" Han Qingqing knelt down from the kick, looking up with tears instantly streaming down her face, "Nanjue, don't you want me anymore?"
Tong Ran didn't speak this time; she just turned her head away and buried her face in Mo Nanjue's embrace.
Even if she were strong... she couldn't bear to watch her good sister say such things to Mo Nanjue right in front of her.
Feeling her trembling, Mo Nanjue tightened his arm around her waist, his expression cold, "Get her out of here."
"Yes, Young Master, leave this to me."
Mo Nanjue nodded, not glancing at her even once as he walked out with Tong Ran in his arms.
Just as they stepped out of the room and were heading towards the cabinet, a loud bang erupted from behind, followed by the men in black shouting, "Young Master, watch out!"
