Ye Zhiyuan looked very excited. He even hit the man, but the man did not move at all.
Mu Xiaoxiao saw that ye Zhiyuan's wrist had turned red.
What was going on?
Should she go up and help ye Zhiyuan?
Thinking about how ye Zhiyuan had helped her before, mu Xiaoxiao couldn't just sit by and do nothing.
Who was this man?
Could they be ye Zhiyuan's family?
Was his relationship with his family not good because ye Zhiyuan was a gigolo? Quarreling?
At this moment, the man spoke, his voice deep and deep.
"Are you done? After you're done, go into the ward."
It was as if everything that had happened before was ye Zhiyuan being unreasonable.
&Quot; please let me go ... Can't you just let me go ... &Quot; ye Zhiyuan's voice was choked with sobs.
Mu Xiaoxiao was even more troubled.
The situation was a little unclear, and she didn't know if she should go up and help.
If it was just a family quarrel, ye Zhiyuan probably didn't want others to see it.