"Throw her out!" Wei Chunhua pointed at Deng Ziyue with a trembling finger with a brutal expression on his face. "Now… Do it now!"
"No, don't! I'm not going out! Don't touch me! When Chengya comes back, you'll all be dead. She'll help me kill you all!"
Deng Ziyue was so frightened that tears flowed down her face and she rolled on the ground.
Inadvertently, she glimpsed the young girl standing next to her mockingly. She was so beautiful and relaxed.
"How sad!" Her pink lips parted slightly.
Deng Ziyue instantly felt an embarrassment she had never felt before. Just as her feelings overwhelmed her, she was going to get dragged and thrown away.
"Who dares touch her!" A deep and cold voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the alarm bells in their head immediately rang.
On the other hand, those who were going to get thrown out and stuck at the door were all surprised and happy. "Shi Shaochen!"