Chen Jun's voice echoed in her ears.
Huang Ying opened her eyes, a touch of pleading in her gaze, "I just want to save my mom."
Chen Jun, however, reached out and grabbed the phone beside him, dialing Lang Feng's number directly.
"Someone trespassed into my home and threatened me, bring people over."
On the other end, Lang Feng was startled, hurriedly responded and hung up.
"Don't you have any compassion?"
Huang Ying's fist was tightly clenched at her side.
"In this world, compassion is the most useless thing."
Chen Jun glanced at her, speaking lightly.
...
When Lang Feng rushed over with a group of people, he saw the little girl who had inexplicably disappeared; they had been searching for her all afternoon, now standing somewhat disheveled in the bedroom.
The long hair on her head was sticking out messily.
The collar of her blouse had two buttons undone, slightly open, revealing the beautifully shaped collarbone inside.
And their Mayor was tidying up his clothes.
