"Hehe, Chu Yan, don't waste your breath, today is the day you'll be under me. As for calling the police? Sure, go ahead, I'll just post the video of you being under me and these brothers online, and let's see if this so-called goddess of yours gets called a whore by everyone?" Fu Jiajun said as he reached out to touch Chu Yan's face.
"Ah, get away, get away, Yun Hao, save me!" Chu Yan was really panicked, flailing her bag around, resisting clumsily, and without knowing why, she instinctively called out for Yun Hao to save her!
"Hahaha, Yun Hao? He's probably heartbroken and left by now, right? After all, what man would tolerate his own wife helping another man? And even if he didn't leave, even if he did come, he wouldn't be able to save you today!" Fu Jiajun laughed arrogantly.
