The man ran until there was no one else around before panting heavily.
The child was in his arms, crying until his face was red. He was still holding on tightly.
He took his phone and called the other party. "I've done what you asked…"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a pain on his wrist. The phone had already fallen to the ground with a plop, and the screen had been smashed into pieces!
"Who is it?"
The man's face darkened and his body tensed.
The aloof girl had already stood opposite him. She had one hand in her pocket and her face was filled with indifference.
Seeing that it was a young lady, the person heaved a sigh of relief and threatened fiercely, "I advise you not to be a busybody! Otherwise, I will make you suffer…"
"Give him to me," Nian Yue said coldly, her eyes showing some impatience.
"To you?"
The person sneered. "I'm afraid you're delusional!"
