Ji Wen... dead?
Jiang Chen stood there in shock, looking at his hands covered in fresh blood, his face crawling with terror.
In a panic, he leapt through the window and tumbled into a thicket, as a tiny camera on his shoulder fell to the ground.
From a distance, the faint sound of police sirens drew nearer...
Ignoring the severe pain throughout his body, Jiang Chen scrambled to his feet and ran wildly, fleeing the scene.
The next day.
As soon as Lu Wenzhen turned on the TV, she saw the warrant for Jiang Chen's arrest and sighed lightly.
One reaps what one sows.
"What's going on?"
A soft female voice came from above, and the young girl snapped back to reality and looked at the woman in front of her, shaking her head.
The table was covered with a sumptuous breakfast.
Lu Wenzhen stuffed a sandwich into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out, her eyes narrowing in bliss.
She finally understood why those childish brothers were so eager to snatch up their sister-in-law's cooking.
