Leng Yichen's grip was strong, and he pulled Bai Yiran with force. Bai Yiran, unable to keep her balance, directly crashed into his embrace, her head hitting painfully.
A dark glimmer flashed across Wu Chengzu's eyes, yet he maintained a smile on his face.
"Yiran, sorry to inconvenience you this late," Wu Chengzu said, looking at Bai Yiran in Leng Yichen's arms, with a steady and gentle tone.
Bai Yiran was about to respond, but before she could open her mouth, Leng Yichen abruptly spoke.
"Then please, you and your daughter, don't trouble my wife again!"
Wu Chengzu kept his smile, but this time he did not say anything.
With a warning in his eyes, Leng Yichen looked deeply at Wu Chengzu, then turned and took Bai Yiran to the car.
The car started and reversed; the headlights were so bright that Wu Chengzu couldn't keep his eyes open and had to shield them with his hand.
The car steered and turned, then drove away straight ahead.
