1286. She is not Mu Anran at all!
"You... what do you want to do?"
The two police officers were trapped by the deformed car hood, unable to move.
They couldn't reach their guns, their heads and faces covered in blood.
They even thought Yu Lingqian might be a terrorist.
But at this moment, the handsome Eastern man walked past them and opened the side door of the police car.
They were completely baffled, looking at each other in confusion:
What exactly is this man planning to do?
At the back of the seven-seat police car, a blue and white striped woven bag appeared prominently on the stretcher in the back.
Yu Lingqian's gaze was fixed intently on the woven bag:
Mu Anran was the person he cherished in his heart; he had said they would grow old together, watch their children and grandchildren flourish.
But now?
She lay there all alone, not moving, not speaking, not running, not jumping, and no longer playfully calling him husband.
"I'm taking you away."
