Seeing Bei Xier's attitude, the two men exchanged a glance and moved aside.
Mu Xiaoyao opened the car door and sat directly in the driver's seat.
He pulled Bei Xier into his arms.
The two subordinates watched everything unfold, feeling angry.
The lady of their family was being bullied right in front of them; how could they tolerate it?
They wanted to rush forward to argue, but Bei Xier shook her head at them, stopping them.
Mu Xiaoyao had no other choice; he didn't want to be so close to Bei Xier either.
But with two people guarding by the side, he couldn't put Bei Xier in the passenger seat first.
If she were rescued when he returned to the driver's seat, that would be a loss.
After getting in the car, Mu Xiaoyao pressed the start button, stepped on the gas, and the car quickly sped out of the parking lot.
Bei Xier sat on his lap, leaning into his chest, with her hands tightly grasping her clothes.
