When Wang Yunmei heard this, she could only shake her head helplessly.
There were some things that she could only say. Even saying them could scare her heart, let alone do them.
She could not do it.
…
At night, in the suburbs of Baiyun City, Earl Villa.
At this time, late at night, Earl Villa, which was leaning against Baiyun Mountain, fell into silence. In a luxurious manor halfway up the mountain, only a few court lights were lit.
In the bedroom on the top floor, there was a wide and soft bed. The person on the bed had a light frown on his face, and his eyelids were twitching. A thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead, and he muttered as if he was not sleeping well.
The entire world was as red as blood. Police sirens exploded, and cries and pleas for help intertwined, filling his brain.
The overturned car, the rolling smoke, the leaking gasoline, and the powerless him.
"Mom… Mom…"
"Shuangshuang… Shuangshuang…"
