502 Driven out of the Apartment

The man glanced at the luggage bag next to him. With a strictly businesslike manner, he said in an unsympathetic tone.

"It is indeed Young Master Jie who sent us. I will ask again. Are you two done packing up your luggage? Is this it?"

An Zhixin replied, "This is my luggage; my friend hasn't packed up yet."

Wang Shiyu wasn't so compliant. Her arms akimbo, Wang Shiyu shouted in front of the man, "I won't pack it! I'd like to see if you will really drive me away."

The man glanced at his watch and said, "I'll give you ten minutes to pack up."

The message was clear. If she didn't pack her belongings in ten minutes' time, they would have to take forceful measures.

Wang Shiyu met his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel somewhat afraid, and her air of confidence seemed to shrink back.

She was feeling very uneasy.

They couldn't really drive her out forcefully, right?