"Bullied my sister and thought you could just leave?"
Just at that moment, a contemptuous yet loud voice came from outside the bar, "As if there's such an easy way out in this world!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Song Jiaqi's previously grave expression immediately turned to joy, and she hurriedly turned around to look at the hall.
In her sight, a young man with purple hair, dressed in a Versace casual suit and stepping in a pair of brogue shoes, was chewing a stick of gum and swaggering into the room.
This young man was none other than Song Jiaqi's younger brother, ranked fifth among the younger generation of the Song family, and known as Jinling's Little Overlord – Song Chenghan!
Behind him followed two groups of people: one group was flashy-dressed young heirs who clearly hung out and played with Song Chenghan, and the other was bodyguards in black suits, all muscular and veiny, obviously skilled in Kung Fu.
"Little Five!"