It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Although they didn't intend to inform the base of this matter, the base had heard it from the police. Ah Feng called to ask if they needed any help and if Feng Ling was all right. After making sure that both of them were fine, he told them that the base would try its best to help her if she needed and hung up the phone.
If the one behind was really Feng Mingzhu, it would be fine to hand it over to the base.
But Feng Mingzhu was the daughter of the Feng family, and Feng Ling was the Feng family's⦠in short, it was not the time yet.
Li Nanheng held up the hand bandaged with gauze and rested comfortably on Feng Ling's lap again.
"If you are tired, close your eyes and sleep for a while." Feng Ling was still massaging his head, temple, and around his eyes with her fingers, trying to relieve his headache.
