Lian He's words oozed endless concern. Heaven knows that when he first received the news, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.
Passionate Lian He was a bit too much for Taotao to handle.
Outside, Xiang Yawen had already been beaten to within an inch of his life and lay motionless on the ground, even his howls sounding breathless and weak.
Yao Shishi, seized by two men, struggled incessantly, but being just a frail woman with at best some rudimentary fighting skills, she stood no chance against Lian Tong's elite henchmen, not even making it past a single move.
"Xiao Yue." Lian He looked towards 'Tang Yue', feeling that there was something off about her today. Abruptly, his face darkened as he said, "You're not Xiao Yue, who are you?"
"And who are you?" Taotao retorted.
"Uncle Lian, I'm really wronged."
