"Shen Ruoyin, how dare you ask others to help you leave?" Huo Wenyu put a hand on Shen Ruoyin's shoulder, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Yizhen, with no concealment of malice.

Bai Yizhen didn't dare to look at each other at all, and quickly looked away, holding the phone on the table tightly, resisting the urge to escape, "Huo Wenyu, isn't what I said the truth?"

Her voice was trembling a little, but she continued forcefully, “Don't you like Xu Zhiyin? Why are you ...