Qiao Yingzhe went forward, clasped Ye Cheng's neck from behind, and separated him from Qiao Rubing's back and forth before letting go. He looked sadly at Qiao Rubing and murmured, "It's not what you think it is!"

Ye Cheng snorted coldly. "Where is she?" Where did you lock her up? Joe Rubing, I warn you, if you dare to hurt her a cent, I want you to bury the whole Joe family.

Qiao Yingzhe punched Ye unexpectedly. Again, he grabbed his collar angrily and hit him against the wall. He drank in a low voice: "Ye's surname, you should try to yell at her again. Believe it or not, I'll...