After all, they had the numbers. Mu Tianye struggled a few times, overturning several tables and chairs, but in the end, he was still handcuffed, dragged out of the bar, and shoved into a police car. Sitting between two officers on the way to the station, his face was filled with anger.
"If I can't find my ring, I'll make sure you all regret this!"
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...
Lanting Apartment, upstairs bedroom.
On the large bed, Ning Xiaofei turned over and grabbed her phone from the table to check the time.
It was already almost midnight. She had been lying in bed for over an hour, feeling restless for some reason. It had been nearly two hours since Mu Tianye left, and he still hadn't come out. Could there have been an emergency at the company?
Worried, she got up, turned on the bedside lamp, and dialed Mu Tianye's phone number.
The call connected quickly, but no one answered.
Ning Xiaofei frowned, pressed redial, and got the same result.
Is it because he can't take the call, or is it...
