Ji Nuan Was Really Hiding Something

"What did you say? Do you have the guts to repeat that?" Ji Mengran was filled with rage.

Feng Ling's expression was cold and indifferent. As requested, she fully repeated her words. "The Ji family's Second Miss is to be treated like a dog. She cannot be allowed within a ten-meter radius near Mrs. Mo."

"You sure have some guts!" Ji Mengran never expected she would be so daring and in a fit of anger, she swung her bag to smash against her body.

In the end, that short-haired woman smoothly grabbed her wrist and harshly forced it back. Ji Mengran wailed in pain as her wrist was almost snapped.

"Ah—"

To prevent the noise from disturbing Ji Nuan who was in a meeting, Feng Ling moved her hand away as Ji Mengran's face turned pale from the pain. At the same time, she harshly pushed her around two meters away.

"Scram." Feng Ling directly and efficiently chased her away.