"I know!" Mu Keren nodded but did not call out to Ming Xiu as he had hoped.
"By the way, are you not going to report that incident to the police?"
Up close, Ming Xiu noticed that her delicate little face was somewhat pale.
It seemed that she had been quite frightened just now.
As for what had exactly happened, Ming Xiu, being an adult, understood the nature of the incident. A man and a woman alone, the woman fiercely kicking the man in his vitals, clearly had a connection to that kind of matter.
Thinking that someone had dared to entertain such thoughts about Mu Keren, Ming Xiu's eyes instantly darkened, devoid of light.
However, the person being questioned by Ming Xiu simply and honestly told him, "For now I don't want to call the police. I want to deal with this my way."
As she said this, Mu Keren grabbed something on her body, a pink dress that featured something resembling a brooch!
Inside it, in fact, was a miniature camera.
