"Have you found her?"
Pei Yunge hung up the call and asked calmly.
"Yes, she's here…"
The little boy who was led by Lu Zhongzhou had dark and bright eyes. His skin was sickly pale and he was wearing a hospital gown as he stared at Pei Yunge with fear in his eyes.
Pei Yunge looked at him calmly.
After a while.
She slowly squatted down and pulled the child over. "You're so young?"
...
A strong gust of wind blew at the pier.
Fu Yanbai pursed his lips and looked at Yu Ling, who was crying uncontrollably in front of him, before he glanced at Song Yao, who was frowning beside him.
Song Yao was probably worried about Pei Yunge.
A trace of ridicule flashed past Fu Yanbai's eyes.
"Okay, it's time. You should tell me who you choose."
The fat man took out a gun and pointed it at Yu Ling beside him.
