"..."
Yan Mingyu had been drugged, and could only cling to consciousness by the piercing pain of her fingernails digging into her palm.
Her body felt limp and weak; when Hong Yilong lashed out with his whip, she wanted to dodge but lacked the strength to do so.
With a ripping sound, her blazer split open, leaving a red welt on her fair skin.
However, Mingyu didn't even frown, looking emotionlessly at Hong Yilong, "I very much appreciate a phrase Qin Yu often says, 'We're all adults here, and sooner or later, we have to pay for our actions!'"
"My, my, Yan beauty, are you threatening me?"
Hong Yilong exaggeratedly spread his hands before pointing to the helicopter outside the glass window and said, "Seeing your lapdog bodyguard arriving, you've gotten quite bold, haven't you? Well, let me tell you a secret, these glasses are bulletproof, hahaha... Unless your bodyguard can walk through walls, he can only look on helplessly as you get whipped by me!"
"Smack...."