Rong Yan and the others had just reached the hotel entrance.
"Mr. Chu! Wait a moment."
A voice called out from behind.
Rong Yan unconsciously stopped, turning back to see Old Madam Shen hurriedly pushing Sir Shen towards them; it was Sir Shen who had called.
Chu Aotian frowned slightly and was about to tell Jiang Chenyue and the others to go ahead, when he heard Jiang Chenyue's indifferent voice, "Let's see what they have to say."
Since she had spoken, Chu Aotian could only nod and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, with me here, I won't let them bully Yan and you."
Jiang Chenyue responded with a faint sound from her throat but didn't have the courage to look at Rong Yan. Instead, she subtly moved her body in front of Rong Yan, her skinny back resolute and unwavering.
Old Madam Shen, after all, was getting up in age, and walking a bit fast left her breathless. She finally caught up, her gray hair disheveled, lacking the arrogance she had just moments ago.
