"Boss? Hahahahaha… Man, I'm going to die from laughter. I thought you were a real man. But I overestimated you. Why the hell would you call such a small girl Boss?! Is there something wrong with you? Or do you have some special fetish?" the young man mocked An Yang.
Despite hearing these words, Jian Yiling did not respond. Her face was expressionless and it seemed as though she was merely watching a show unfold before her.
At this time, the young man's uncle finally arrived.
"Uncle, you're finally here. These people beat me up. I want to sue them. In addition, I want them to pay for my medical expenses and psychological damage."
The young man's uncle glanced over his nephew's injuries with concern.
Then, he turned to look at the group of people who fought with his nephew.
As soon as he turned around, he was in utter shock.
The man recognized Jian Yiling.
