The man's cold gaze seemed to materialize upon the officer, sending a chill down the latter's spine. Hurriedly uttering an apology for the disturbance, he turned and scuttled into the police car.
The rear window of the car slowly rolled down, and Li Qiao leaned against the frame, tilting her chin upwards, "Remember to pick up Mo Jue for me."
Shang Yu lowered his eyelids in response.
In an instant, the police car drove away from the estate's main driveway.
Luoyu's brows were tightly furrowed as he watched Shang Yu's retreating figure. He parted his lips several times but failed to utter a sound.
Only after the police car's taillights were out of sight did the man turn around and fold back.
Luoyu, with rare dissatisfaction in his eyes, watched him, "Boss, why didn't you make a call to the headquarters?"
One phone call from him would have solved everything.
Why let the officer take Li Qiao away?
