Kapitel 447: 439 Battle of the Net_1

Zhou Shiran never imagined that from the moment she entered, every word she spoke and every move she made had already been recorded by An Ning.

"Someone, drag this bitch out," Zhou Shiran yelled loudly.

Several bodyguards quickly entered and headed straight for An Ning.

An Ning narrowed her eyes at them. "Let's see who dares to touch me."

A man pushed her hard. "I touched you, what about it?"

An Ning, caught off guard, was pushed several steps back and almost fell over.

Fortunately, she eventually steadied herself.

She gently massaged her sore shoulder, realizing she really was too weak; a mere shove was enough to make her grimace in pain.

The sour pain lingered for a long time.

At that moment, she desperately wanted to see Yu Jingchen. If he were here, wouldn't that mean no one could touch her?

An Ning waited hatefully for the person who had pushed her. "You touched me. I might not be able to do anything about it now, but sooner or later, someone will deal with you."