Instead of feeling the pain as expected, Ling Yiran heard Zheng Yahui's cries. "My... My hands are going to break..."
He Wanlong happened to come out of the house at this moment and saw a stranger gripping his wife's hands. His wife's face had turned crimson as she cried out in pain.
"Who... Who are you guys? L-Let go of my wife!" shouted He Wanlong.
However, the stranger who was holding Zheng Yahui's hands did not move and ignored He Wanlong. He just looked at the other handsome man standing beside him as if waiting for his orders.
He Wanlong naturally saw that the handsome, elegant, and indifferent man in a dapper suit was the one in charge, so he said, "Ask him to let go of my wife, or I'll call the police."
"You can try calling the police, then." Yi Jinli glanced coldly at He Wanlong, which made him shudder.
Ling Yiran did not expect Yi Jinli to come so soon. Her eyes instantly reddened. "Jin... Lil Ci has really been kidnapped!"
Even just by overhearing the conversation, she could figure out what had happened.
Yi Jinli said, "We'll find him. Are you alright? Did this woman do anything to you just now?"
Before Ling Yiran could speak, He Zixin, who was being protected by Ling Yiran, said, "My stepmother wanted to beat me up and Aunt Ling helped me stop her. She twisted Aunt Ling's hand."
As soon as He Zixin said that, the pressure around them instantly lowered. It was as if the air had turned cold.
"She hurt your hand," Yi Jinli said as he held Ling Yiran's hand and checked it. "Does it hurt?"
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