Yan Kejun realized that things were not simple.
He wanted to stop that man immediately, but the man disappeared like a phantom after turning a corner.
Yan Kejun was worried about Song Yinyin, so he went to find her, only to coincidentally run into Hao Min in front of the emergency exit.
He stopped Hao Min.
He gripped her shoulder with one hand and shouted, "Hao Min, stop right there!"
Hao Min stood steady in her eight-centimeter high heels, slightly turned her head to glance at the sizeable hand on her shoulder, and arrogantly raised her eyelids.
"Mr. Yan, what can I do for you?"
"Did you have someone do something to Song Yinyin?"
Hao Min's eyebrows slightly moved, an array of colors flickered in her eyes, yet she concealed it well without any visible change.
"Mr. Yan, what do you mean by that? What did I do to Song Yinyin?"
"Don't play dumb with me! You know what I'm talking about?" Yan Kejun's grip on Hao Min's shoulder tightened.
