Ni Jianren entered a minute before Yu Minglang and didn't notice the menacing Yu Minglang behind him.
Seeing Qian stand up and pass by him without a glance, walking out, Ni Jianren reached out to grab her, but was stopped by Yu Minglang, who suddenly appeared and slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch Zhou Zhiruo's lookalike, you filthy guy!"
Yu Minglang grabbed Qian's arm, while Qian struggled to push him away.
"Don't touch me!"
Yu Minglang ignored her, holding onto Qian with one hand and looking coldly at Ni Jianren, "You can leave now. She'll return the photos and negatives to you."
"And the money..." Ni Jianren felt weak in the knees at the sight of Yu Minglang.
"Don't speak nonsense. She won't take your dirty money. Leave!"
With Yu Minglang's command, Ni Jianren ran off without looking back.
Hearing what Yu Minglang said, Qian knew that he had discovered her plan and angrily shoved him, but couldn't shake him off.
