Yan Qianyi's voice was faint, almost drowned out by the screams.
But Mu Yunlie still heard it.
He immediately returned to her side and picked her up.
Yan Qianyi's eyes were half-closed, the effects of the medicine had not worn off, and she could barely muster any strength.
She opened her mouth as if wanting to say something but passed out again.
Mu Yunlie looked down and saw her little hand clutching tightly onto the lapel of his jacket as if she had grabbed a lifeline.
His heart softened abruptly, and he gently said, "It's okay now."
Then he carried her to the car and drove away.
Upstairs in the villa, Li Kun waited a long time and still didn't see Mu Zicheng and the others come upstairs.
He thought, maybe those spoiled young men couldn't wait and started doing it in the garage?
Although he couldn't afford a hundred million to enjoy such a fortune, he still wanted to go and watch the excitement.
So Li Kun went down to the garage.
