Stop Touching It

He also scanned Yu Zhe, and he furrowed his brows.

Isn't this the guy sitting in front of Xiaoxiao in class?

Why is he here?

At this time, what was important wasn't these things anymore but…

Yin Shaojie glared at Han Xue'er with eyes as terrifying as Yama's, the king of hell. His voice was icy cold as he said, "Han Xue'er, who gave you the guts?!"

"I, I…"

Han Xue'er had never seen Yin Shaojie like this before. Panic-stricken, she fell and sat on the ground, and her body trembled.

The bodyguards she had with her were totally useless. Seeing Yin Shaojie's fearsome look, they didn't even dare to go up to him.

Mu Xiaoxiao shouted, "Jie! Come here quickly! I'm so scared! Come here and help, quickly!"

Yin Shaojie pointed to Han Xue'er and said, "Just wait!"

He then walked up to Mu Xiaoxiao.

"Jie, quickly, save…"

Before Mu Xiaoxiao could finish speaking, Yin Shaojie embraced her tightly.