Extortion

Extortion

After that incident, Ran Xincheng had little mind left for continuing her run.

She felt strange inside, yet she could not put it into words.

But she had truly been held.

That proud place of hers had even been squashed flat.

She had been dressed lightly for her run to begin with, and the protection underneath was thin and breathable too.

After Shen Wuxiao's grab, it had actually become a little...

Hard.

Ran Xincheng patted her forehead and quickly ran toward the Ran family residence.

Meanwhile, Shen Wuxiao had already headed toward his subordinates.

Xu Teng and the others all wore smiles, their eyes brimming with admiration.

Young Master was Young Master indeed—damn impressive.

Shen Wuxiao got into the car and leaned against the back seat.

He was in no hurry to go in.

Such things had just happened. If he went in immediately, would that not seem far too abrupt?

He would wait for now and decide what to do after Wang Feifan arrived.

In any case, when entering the Ran residence, he still planned to wear a mask and glasses as a disguise.

Several cars were parked in the spaces, and everyone sat inside their vehicles.

According to the estimated time, Wang Feifan would arrive soon. They would not have to wait long.

Leaning against the back seat, Shen Wuxiao closed his eyes and rested for a while.

But the crunching sounds from the passenger seat made him frown.

Xiao Jiu held a bag of tiny twisted snacks, leaning against the passenger seat with a phone propped up in front of her as she watched a drama.

"You eat snacks from dawn till dusk. Just how much did you buy?"

Shen Wuxiao reached over and gave a tug.

He snatched the bag of twisted snacks from her