"Using us, is that it?" Zhong Qiaohui bit her lip, a ruthless glint passing through her eyes, "If she managed to run out and call the police for us, that'd be good. If not—"
"No, that won't happen—" Xiaoliu inhaled sharply, nervously, "She wouldn't really just abandon us."
"Hmph. That remains to be seen. If she wasn't really scared for her life, would she have cared only for her own escape at that moment?" Zhong Qiaohui said, suddenly turning to look at Gu Nuan, "By the way, how did you two come back?"
Compared to Li Changzhi, who had fled on his own, it was beyond doubt, an act of bravery that Gu Nuan and Tang Qingzhong, who were supposed to be safe, had come back to rescue them!
Wa Zicong searched for Gu Nuan's face in the darkness, a thought involuntarily surfacing in his mind: Had she risked her life to run back into the private room to save him?
