Zhang Yang knew that many members of Chen Yun's beauty salon were wealthy people.
Seeing this little girl's attire, it was clear she came from a wealthy family too, but she didn't seem very brave.
"No matter how skilled the people your dad hired are, they can't just come and save you right away. I'll count to three, and if you don't answer my questions honestly, I'm afraid I'll have to deal with you right here."
Frightened by Zhang Yang's threat, the little girl was terrified, clinging tightly to her clothes.
"An aunt in the group told us the location. We have a group, and it's full of family members of victims."
"Then there's always an aunt telling us where Chen Yun has escaped to."
Zhang Yang reached for it directly, and the little girl said defensively, "What are you doing?"
"Give me your phone. Let me see who this aunt you're talking about is."
"I'm not giving it to you. I will not betray my teammates," the little girl said, full of loyalty.
