The situation instantly reversed.
Gong Xue'er was suppressed to the point where she couldn't move.
Gong Xue'er said, "Who are you people exactly? Do you know who I am? Coming onto my territory to cause trouble—I'll send all of you to hell!"
"Mrs. Wilson truly lives up to her reputation; your tone is quite impressive."
The voice was very familiar.
Gong Xue'er looked carefully— it was He Qiming.
He Qiming usually appeared gentle in front of others, sometimes even playful.
But she had never seen him with such a cold and murderous expression.
Li Wenwen was standing behind him as well.
Gong Xue'er said, "Mr. He, what does this mean? Are these people yours? Why are they doing this? I know your son almost had an accident today, but it really has nothing to do with me. To pin this so quickly on me is truly unjust!"
Gong Xue'er was still struggling.
He Qiming had already walked up to Gong Xue'er.
