Extra. Ning Chen (15)

Half an hour later.

In the Ning Family's living room.

Leran sat on the sofa with only half of her bottom left, like a wronged wife. She looked up slightly and secretly sized up the two men who were confronting each other from the corner of her eyes. She subconsciously held her breath.

Tell me, what's with the tense and explosive atmosphere in the studio?

Leran was sneaking around here, but on the other side, they were all ready to fight. The silent rhythm of the battle was intertwined in minutes!

Wasn't it?

The man and the teenager were sitting opposite each other. One had an imposing aura, while the other had the sharpness and courage of a young man. At first glance, neither of them was at a disadvantage, but if one looked carefully, one could see the clues...

After all, he had kidnapped the other party's precious daughter. Even if Ning Chen had always been alert, he could not help but feel a little weak at this moment.