"Mm."
Jian Yufei opened the box—
Inside, a blood-stained doll suddenly appeared before her eyes!
"Ah—" Jian Yufei, frightened, threw the box away, her face turning pale.
Gong Mei immediately covered Zhenzhen's eyes.
The doll fell to the ground, and everyone saw it clearly.
It was a bride doll in a wedding dress, its stomach had been ripped open, with a clump of cotton soaked in fresh blood—resembling the horrifying scene of a pregnant bride with her belly torn open.
The doll's face had been slashed several times with a knife, making it look ghastly and terrifying.
The waiter's complexion drastically changed, and he apologized repeatedly, "Mrs. Ruan, I'm sorry, I had no idea there would be such a thing inside! I'm so sorry, so sorry!"
Jian Yufei hadn't settled her nerves yet, her hand subconsciously caressing her belly as her heart raced.
Gong Mei quickly regained her composure and said coldly, "Go check immediately, see who sent this, and bring the person here!"
