Mengmeng withdrew her gaze, her face shrouded in a terrifying gloom. What would her sister think if she saw this scene?
It wasn't that the time wasn't right, she longed to skin Lu Chenyuan and make him kneel before her sister's grave and repent, repent for the heinous deed he had committed.
What right did he have—with a happy family, a beautiful wife, and intelligent children... He didn't deserve it.
Hearing someone knocking, Mengmeng gathered her thoughts and turned to look at the door.
A strange man came into view as she opened the door.
He was quite young, with well-defined brows and an air of righteousness about him, clearly someone who had been a soldier in the past.
Lu Chenyuan introduced him, "This is Li Yan, from now on he will accompany you to take and pick up Ou. We'll come back before he leaves..."
Holding Ou's backpack strap, Mengmeng felt a bit amused, but she didn't dare to let it show, restraining her expression.
