However, before anyone had a chance to start the fight, they heard the sound of police sirens from outside. Everyone was stunned, including Qinghe and the others. They had all been ready for a good brawl—who had called the cops?
Nalan Xue lifted one foot, preparing to use her high heels as weapons the moment they approached. Qinghe, noticing her movement, twitched the corners of her eyes twice. She finally understood why Nalan Xue always wore such high heels—she had never seen her in flats. Apparently, it was for the convenience of using them as weapons, always carrying them around.
Xiang Lanlan stepped in front of Liao Ya. After all, she had some skills and was stronger than Liao Ya.
Nasha watched with bright and clear eyes, brimming with excitement and oblivious to the danger of their current situation. Nalan Xue, on the other hand, protected her like a mother hen protects her chicks, keeping her behind.
