Of course... not!
However, An Yiqing suddenly wanted to be an ordinary person now, honestly letting Long Jing put the handcuffs on her wrists.
A sudden disturbance swept through the air. As soon as An Yiqing casually glanced over, the unnoticeable ripple vanished. Just when Zhang Yufeng saw An Yiqing being captured and planned to show herself, An Yiqing stopped her with a look. She silently stepped aside, took out her phone, and started making a call.
Over here, An Yiqing looked at the shiny handcuffs with teary eyes like a naive girl who hadn't seen much of the world.
"Why are you arresting me? On what grounds do you say I'm a spy from another country? What evidence do you have?"
Hidden nearby, Zhang Yufeng's mouth twitched as she watched An Yiqing. Having become accustomed to her lady's emotionless demeanor, seeing her suddenly play the part of a spoiled young lady made her stomach churn.
