Chen Xuan offered no resistance, made a phone call to Han Jingting to ask her to take Xiaoyu to school, and then left with the staff.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Xuan was brought into a detention room, where his hands and feet were shackled to a chair.
Bang!
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man dressed in a work uniform came in.
His gaze fell on Chen Xuan, his expression fiercely threatening.
"So you're that Chen Xuan, huh? You've got some nerve, to have hurt Jun Chen like that, thinking our Meng Family is so easy to bully!"
Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows, "You know Meng Junchen?"
The middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, "I'll have you know, I am Jun Chen's second uncle! Today, you're unlucky to fall into my hands!"
Chen Xuan's face remained calm, "I think you might be mistaken, today it's you who's fallen into my hands, and the one who's unlucky should be you!"