This person is simply insane.
An Lan coldly watched Xiao Yihe perform his own one-man show.
If she wasn't tied to the chair right now, she would have long since lost control and slapped him to bring him to his senses. An Lan looked around; it was so tightly sealed here that she couldn't even tell if it was day or night.
Overhead, there was only a dim yellow light illuminating Xiao Yihe's twisted face.
At that moment, the door of the warehouse suddenly opened, and the blinding sunlight from outside streamed in, instantly brightening the dark warehouse. But soon, the sunlight was blocked off again.
It's still daytime, so she probably hasn't been missing for too long.
Her family should quickly realize she's missing. Huo Zhanting will definitely find her. She just needs to hold on a little longer, just a little longer, and she'll be fine.
An Lan repeated to herself over and over in her mind.
