Yao Wangshu, through a veil of tears, looked at the man just inches away.
He leaned down and personally untied the ropes that bound her. As soon as her body was freed, Yao Wangshu plunged into his arms, clinging tightly to his neck.
Crying uncontrollably, her body shook with fear and trembling.
Her voice was hoarse beyond belief, "Jingnan... I don't want to stay here. Save me, I'll die."
In the vast bedroom, the atmosphere was frozen to the extreme.
Mu Jingnan's gaze, filled with hostility, slowly swept across the three psychologists, "Chen Xun, take them away!"
Chen Xun bowed respectfully, "Yes, young master."
Their professional careers were likely ending here.
The three psychologists, hearing Mu Jingnan's words, trembled like leaves and immediately pleaded, "Young master, we were wrong! Please, young master, for the sake of our little achievements despite hard work, spare us this time!"
"Take them away!"
"Yes, young master."
