She blankly turned her head and saw Yu Lingqian running toward her!
This bastard!
Mu Anran's eyes reddened, and she subconsciously started running.
The thing she hated most in her life was deception, yet Yu Lingqian had even kept the severe matter of her brother's disappearance from her—
She hated him, hated him to death!
Mu Anran ran as if her life depended on it, not even caring when she bumped into someone.
Yu Lingqian was chasing her from behind, his figure agile and his speed increasing quickly; he was about to catch up to her.
At that moment, Mu Anran suddenly collided with someone.
The person instinctively reached out an arm and held her steady.
Mu Anran was startled, and when she looked up, she froze, "Brother Ling?"
Ling Li frowned at her, his expression full of concern, "Mumu, did something happen? Why are you so panicked?"
Before Mu Anran could open her mouth, Ling Li heard a voice from not far ahead, chilling to the extreme, "Get your filthy hands off her!"
