When Yu Lingqian stepped out of the elevator, he saw a man standing at Mu Anran's door, anxiously making a phone call that seemed to never get through.
In desperation, the man simply reached out to start knocking on the door: "Mumu, Mumu are you home?"
At the sound of "Mumu," Yu Lingqian's face darkened.
He took a step forward, stepping out of the elevator.
Perhaps it was the overwhelming aura he exuded that made the man knocking on the door stop and turn to look over.
As their eyes met, it was as if flashes of swords and blades flickered through the air.
This man was...
Ling Li turned around, staring at him: This man looked familiar, seemingly the one who had taken Mu Anran away at Qianxi Mall back then.
With a cold gaze, Ling Li suddenly spoke, "Where is Mumu?"
Yu Lingqian paused in his steps, not even lifting his eyelids as he continued forward.
Ling Li clenched his fist and directly reached out to stop him, "I asked you where Mumu is."
