"Miss S— Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
Before the man wearing a hat and a thick down jacket could get close to Song Yaoyao, Huo Si grabbed his arm and pressed him against the car.
"Who are you?"
"I... I'm not a bad person! Miss Song, it's me. I'm Qin Han, Miss Song Jingwan's manager. I'm looking for you because I have something to ask you. Ouch, it hurts..."
Huo Si increased his strength, and Qin Han immediately cried out in pain.
"Why should our Miss Song answer your question? Do you think you're that important? Huh?"
Huo Si laughed coldly and pushed him away. "The next time you dare to force your way to Miss Song, the consequences will not be so simple."
With that, he bent over, pulled open the car door, and escorted Song Yaoyao into the car.
Song Yaoyao glanced at Qin Han indifferently and lowered her head to get into the car.
