"All the surveillance cameras have fallen out. We only saw a video of a young lady entering the bathroom. We didn't see her come out."
The hidden guard reported the news to Yan Kuan. No one dared to look at Yan Kuan's expression now. It was as cold as an ice cellar, making everyone unable to accept it.
Yan Kuan fumbled around with the bracelet he had found at the rubbish dump, deep in thought.
'Lin Weiwei, you're really something. You'd rather crush the bones of your own hand than be my woman. Am I really that annoying? What a ruthless woman, to actually do something to me.'
Damn it, this was the first and last woman who had successfully provoked his anger. He couldn't let go. He definitely couldn't let go of this immature little bastard.
Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground and turn the world upside down, he would find her and teach her a lesson.
