"Mommy, Mommy, WAH, WAH, WAH, please let my Mommy go!" Shangguan Rou cried, crawling towards Li Wanying. Young Master Ye had left a terrifying imprint in her heart. She was scared of this man, truly scared.
Watching the two crying their hearts out, Young Master Ye's brows furrowed deeply. With a wave of his hand, he said somewhat impatiently, "Take them back."
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Pure white snowflakes drifted down from the sky, dusting the entirety of Beijing with a layer of silvery white. Even the bare tree branches were laden with thick snow. As far as the eye could see, the world was a blanket of white.
At five o'clock in the morning, an hour when people were usually deep in sleep, a sharp reveille rang out in a certain military unit on the outskirts of Beijing. Soldiers clad in military uniforms swiftly emerged from their barracks, lining up in an orderly fashion.
