That night, a severe car accident occurred on the national highway connecting Imperial City and Lin City. A large truck collided with a small sedan. Inside the car, apart from the driver who crawled out of the raging flames, the two passengers were killed on the spot.
The bodies dragged out were already unrecognizable, hard to identify. The only discernible detail was that they were two female corpses.
One was a middle-aged woman, the other a young woman.
Dead on the spot.
A chain collision.
The accident was massive.
*
In a luxurious villa, Anjue sat moodily on the sofa. When he saw the news, he scoffed coldly and placed his phone down.
His eyes were deep.
He was not Ou Zun. Those who provoked him would never be let off easily.
The ones in the car were Bei Rongrong and her mother.
Deserved to die.
Anjue's gaze turned icy as he stared at the date of Mù Qiānxún and Ou Zun's engagement. The atmosphere around him had frozen to the extreme.
An engagement?
Hmph!
*
