"Hmm, you are bleeding," the man said indifferently, reaching out to touch her pale cheek, "Don't be afraid, it's over, I'm here and no one can touch you or hurt you. Don't be scared, don't think about it, okay?"
For once, she did not pull away from his hand, but just stared at him and opened her mouth slightly, "You... how are you here?"
"You came here, so I came here," Moh Shiche's dark eyes gazed at her, deep and profound, "Then why are you here?"
"I..."
Before she could speak, Liang Zixing, who had been talking to the police at the door, suddenly walked in, "Miss Luo."
Luo Qiangwei snapped back to reality and rose from the sofa with the support, Liang Zixing fixed her gaze on her and uttered word by word, "Do you know where he is now? Is he with that slut?"
"Yes," Luo Qiangwei did not conceal the truth from her, speaking directly, "If nothing unexpected happened, they should be in some room of this villa, but you should ask yourself where Tang Chengrui usually stays."
