Gu Nuan's eyes narrowed, almost shut tight.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Qiaohui and Wei Changqing, noticing her expression, looked at her with a bit of tension.
"Something might have happened," Gu Nuan mouthed quietly.
"Who?"
"Xiao Shuzhu."
Zhong Qiaohui's eyelashes fluttered like wings.
What misfortune has the Xiao Family encountered, one disaster after another?
But to be honest, she could see that there was something off about Xiao Shuzhu's husband.
Wei Changqing's lips were tightly pressed together like steel, with nothing to say, yet his wolf-like eyes revealed a sharp glint.
Finally, the footsteps searching for them outside gradually faded away.
Wei Changqing said to the two of them, "You go the other way, I'll go this way. We'll meet up above."
"What's going on?" Zhong Qiaohui asked.
"I have to draw their attention away, or none of us will get out. They've already locked onto our direction."
