Lin Wanqing staggered forward, and after only a few steps, she fell painfully to her knees.
Her knees scraped and bled instantly, yet her expression remained one of terror.
Only one thought filled her mind.
Ms. Chi's drowning had nothing to do with her.
Yes, it had nothing to do with her.
With this thought, Lin Wanqing struggled to get up and continued stumbling towards her home's villa.
Meanwhile, on the nearby sea.
Young An Ran blinked her big eyes, watching the neighbor brother holding a black object.
"Big brother, is this really a camcorder? Can it record everything around like in a TV show?"
The neighbor brother, a young man in his twenties, fiddled with the camcorder and said proudly, "Of course it can. If you don't believe me, let me show you."
As he spoke, he aimed the camcorder at An Ran.
An Ran tilted her head curiously, "Is that all?"
"Sure, now you can run a bit further, and I'll follow you, filming."
