He sneered, his head held high in arrogance.
"You..."
Ye Lu felt like her heart was about to stop, disbelievingly staring at him. He had hit someone with no remorse, his attitude absolutely imperious.
"If you don't want him to get hurt, then behave yourself." He threatened in a severe tone, his grip on her unwavering. Ye Lu shivered, her face turning even paler, she didn't dare struggle anymore.
Third Young Master Jun was too terrifying, and also too irrational, she was really afraid he would harm Gu Yan.
Seeing her lower her head, Third Young Master Jun extended his long arm, his powerful arms pulling her tightly into his embrace.
Gu Yan stood up from the ground, a drop of fresh blood on the corner of his lips, accentuating his pale handsome face, evoking an eerie beauty.
Gu Yan was looking at Third Young Master Jun's cold-face, imprisoning Ye Lu who was already pale-faced, in his arms.