Yaen Chi feigned ignorance, "Which little fairy are you talking about?"
"Nan Jiaojiao!"
Yaen Chi's eyes carried a deeper meaning, "I'm not sure, ask your sister."
As their companions brought the car around, Yaen Chi got into the car, and Loo Jinyang held the door, his lips curling in disdain, "Young Master Han, poor family discipline, huh? Miss Kang keeps sticking to our circle, which really isn't appropriate. She needs to marry someday, doesn't she? Following a bunch of us men around all day, what's that about? Take her back, scold her if you must, lock her up if needed, but keep her away from us."
Loo Jinyang casually pointed to the warehouse, "Her hired kidnappers are in there; it'll be trouble for Young Master Han to clean up."
With that, he climbed into the car.
They arrived en masse and left just as grandly, without causing any casualties.
Han Qi rarely didn't get angry.
Even though he'd been stepped on the face, he had remained silent for a long while.