"Yan Li, you've got the wrong person. She's not my wife," Ye Xiong said calmly.
"So she's your wife's little sister. For someone so young, she's certainly... impressive!" Yan Li's cold laugh crackled over the phone, followed by Tang Ning's screams. It was clear his bullying had already begun.
"Yan Li, you're a soldier. Don't tell me you'd stoop as low as a common thug and bully a high school student," Ye Xiong said urgently. "Your quarrel is with me. If you have any guts, come at me."
Yan Li chuckled coldly. "I'm at the end of my rope. Get ten million in cash ready and wait for my instructions. If you dare call the police, you know the consequences."
"Ten million isn't a problem; you know people from the Xinyi Group don't lack money. But if you dare to lay a single finger on her, you won't get a cent," Ye Xiong said coldly.
After hanging up, Ye Xiong's brow furrowed.