"My dad is the president of the Jade Association. If you dare to mess around, he won't let you off."
The young man called Yi trembled as he spoke.
At this moment, he was already curled up in the corner of the wall, with nowhere left to retreat.
"Heh heh! What's the point of saying this now? Just tell me, where is that piece of jade in your house?"
Yang Yan asked with a smile.
"Let me go, let me go! I'll go get that jade for you."
Yi seemed to see a glimmer of hope for survival and hurriedly said.
"Forget it, letting him go himself is too troublesome. You do it, you're good at this."
Yang Yan suddenly turned his head and said to Christina.
Christina smiled and nodded.
However, in Yi's eyes, that incredibly beautiful smile looked like the smile of a demon.
Yang Yan went over, holding Cai'Er in one arm and holding Zhou Hanyun's hand with the other, and smiled:
"Let's go, leave the rest to her."
