"It's Mingmei, it's Mingmei's voice!"
Qin Youxuan's nerves tightened, and she turned around and ran out of the living room, seeing the fallen potted plant and then looking up at the second floor.
Seeing Ye Mingmei surrounded by bodyguards, her eyes tightened.
"Mr. Yu, I don't care about the issues within your Yu family, but if my sister is harmed even a little while she's in your family, I will make you pay back a hundredfold!"
Qin Youxuan turned her head, glaring fiercely at the Headmaster of the Yu family.
Yu Zheng, dressed in a white suit, sat sternly on the leather sofa. Hearing Qin Youxuan's words, his body trembled slightly.
He was nearly fifty years old, had strained himself to become the Headmaster of the Yu family, only to watch the Yu Group fall so quickly.
The things he painstakingly acquired amounted to nothing more than an empty shell.
The most infuriating part was that the Yu family fell under his leadership, and now everyone was waiting to laugh at him.
