C14 Why did you command me!

Everyone in the carriage could hear the director's roar.

Mo Xiaoran didn't say a word as she released Wang Yiling and stood up, "I'll go with you guys, it has nothing to do with her."

"She stole it. None of you will be able to escape." The man pulled Wang Yiling's hair and dragged him out of the carriage, causing Wang Yiling to scream in pain as he climbed down the carriage.

Dozens of red tickets were thrown into the bus by the man with the stabs. The dozens of cars blocking the bus made way for them at some point.

The driver of the bus drove away before he could even close the door.

"Let her go."

"Why did you order me?"

"Because you are a man, because your master is a Young Master Qin." Mo Xiaoran took a deep breath, "What he wants is not a woman who has been scared silly. Before we meet him, shouldn't you be a bit more polite?"

"Good, what a sharp tongue you have. Wait until we're in front of Young Master Qin, I'll see how you guys die." The man's expression was fierce and weak. He released Wang Yiling's hand, and a car drove over, the back door opened, facing Wang Yiling and Mo Xiaoran.

Mo Xiaoran supported Wang Yiling and she did not say a word as she helped him into the carriage.

shook her head and cried the entire time. Mo Xiaoran shook her head, crying was useless, the matter was resolved, she had never gone against the Young Master Qin before. From the looks of it, the Young Master Qin had indeed lost something, and it was very precious.

As a reporter, Mo Xiaoran did not have a few days' time. She was well aware that a type of person could go to the heavens and send down orders to the Underworld. Young Master Qin was that kind of person.

The car drove on the road steadily, its speed extremely fast, this time there was no one guarding them, Mo Xiaoran understood that they would not be able to escape.

Mo Xiaoran lowered her voice and asked Wang Yiling a question. Wang Yiling shook her head while crying, but Mo Xiaoran did not say anything further, she turned her head towards the window, her eyes profound, hesitating on whether or not to let Xuan Peng come forward.

It was still that mysterious private club. The originally luxurious and noisy hall was now very quiet. There was not a single person in sight. The dim light made people feel uneasy.

Wang Yiling clenched her hands tightly. She was so nervous that she wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut.

"It's fine, I want to explain it to Young Master Qin, that's good." Mo Xiaoran held Wang Yiling's hand, and could only take one step at a time.

The tattooed man brought them to a large door and stopped in their tracks. He looked coldly at Mo Xiaoran, and pushed open the door.

The lady's laughter immediately came from the room, Mo Xiaoran's mind tensed up, suddenly he had a feeling that something was amiss.

Directly facing the door was a large sofa. A man with a goblet in his hand was sitting there with his clothes unbuttoned. Two gorgeous women were lying on his body.

Mo Xiaoran's gaze landed on a certain spot on the ground, and he softly said: "Young Master Qin."

"Young Master Qin, they are here." The tattooed man respectfully walked to the side of the man and whispered a few words into Young Master Qin's ears.

Qin Shaobao's gaze swept across the two women in front of him who were wearing shabby clothes. He gently waved his hand and those two women unwillingly twisted their bodies, not wanting to leave. With a single cold glance from Qin Shaobao, the two women immediately left the room in silence.

The door closed behind them, causing Wang Yiling to cry even harder. His body trembled as he leaned against Mo Xiaoran's body.

Mo Xiaoran raised his head to look at Young Master Qin, and spoke calmly: "Young Master Qin, I admit that I accepted the mission of interviewing you, but I did not succeed. I beg you, release my friend, she has nothing to do with this, she only wants to help me complete the mission.

"You are called Mo Xiaoran." Qin Shaobao looked at the woman in front of him and smiled. His feminine face carried an uncoordinated coldness: "You are the first woman to escape from under my nose. She is not.

Qin Shaobao pointed at Wang Yiling: "She took my necklace, injured my guest, and I let her go. Why?"

Qin Shaobao laughed complacently and arrogantly, his face slowly changed shape under Mo Xiaoran's gaze, until there was only one mouth remaining, "I don't care who takes my necklace, hand it over immediately, or else I can't guarantee how they will treat the two of you."