Tang Beibei couldn't fathom why so many people were after her, but she was certain they meant harm.
The second group of people seemed even more formidable than Wu Zhen's son!
She heard Wen Sang say, "That woman was carrying a big bag. She ran out in a hurry. I think she jumped out of that window. She even dropped her bag."
"Jumped down?"
The four men left in a hurry.
After a while, Wen Sang's footsteps returned.
"Beibei, you can come out now. They're gone."
Tang Beibei carefully flipped open the bedsheet, let out a sigh of relief, and crawled out from under the bed.
"Thank you, Wen Sang. Luckily, you reacted quickly."
"Why were those people chasing you?"
"I don't know either. Someone brought me here today and took my ring. They must be threatening my husband."
"Who are they?"
"Wu Rui!"
Wen Sang raised his eyebrows. It was him.
"Do you know him?"
