"Master Lu, why did you come? Lu Wanyuan lured you here on purpose. If something like this happens again, don't come by yourself again. Call the police directly. It's safer."
After surviving the disaster, Ye Nanxi's first reaction wasn't that of relief; instead, she was more worried about Lu Zijia's safety.
Lu Zijia couldn't help feeling a bit amused about this. She didn't know if she should call Ye Nanxi stupid or something.
"Go out and call the police first." Lu Zijia stuffed her phone to Ye Nanxi, obviously wanting to send her away.
Ye Nanxi didn't suspect anything. She took the phone and walked out of the door to call the police.
"Devil, you're the devil. You're not Lu Zijia. You're the devil. You're the devil, right?" Lu Wanyuan, who finally stopped coughing violently, stared at Lu Zijia crazily, as if she could see through the secret hidden under Lu Zijia's skin.
