Han Luoli was still searching for that familiar scent, but after making a round, he didn't see the person he was longing for.
Could it have been just an illusion just now?
While he was lost in thought, Han Luoxi was already directing the reporters to approach, taking advantage of the chaos to sneak over to Wen Zhiyan's side, intending to leave with her quietly.
With just a glance from Han Luoli, the black-clad men lying in ambush nearby sprang into action.
In no time, they had restrained the mother and daughter, forcefully pinning them on the lawn.
A sinister glint flashed in Han Luoxi's eyes.
"Mr. Han, please answer our questions. We journalists have a duty to oversee the safety of the entire society. If you refuse to respond, it will only complicate the matter further."
Han Luoli looked at the insistent reporters.
