"Am I supposed to just not come out and watch you go to jail with my eyes open?" The old man's face was covered with tear streaks. He then turned to look at Yuran, "Miss, please, I beg of you…"
Yuran didn't know how to start talking. She didn't know how to handle the current situation, so for a while, she didn't know what to say.
Qi Younian yanked the old man's hand away, pulling Yuran behind him, while he supported the man's grandmother.
The elderly grandma stammered, clutching Qi Younian's hand, "On one hand, it's out of gratitude, and on the other, it's because she threatened us."
"Threatened you?" Yuran widened her eyes, "Threatened you with what? Fu Bairan's life overlap has nothing to do with you; why would you be threatened by her?"
The man's face bore a deep sense of embarrassment. He remained silent for a while, then went to the room to fetch a contract and handed it to Yuran.
