1761. Husband, are you angry?
"Shaojing..."
"Hmm?"
After whispering Mu Shaojing's name softly, Lin Guanguan fell silent.
Mu Shaojing turned his gaze away from Lin Guanguan and looked at the dense, almost impenetrable night outside.
Those charming eyes began to be shrouded by dark clouds...
He will definitely find Annie.
But he will never allow what happened before to happen again.
If it happens once more, regardless of who wants to harm her mother and daughter, he will not show mercy.
After a whole day of tense nerves, lying in Mu Shaojing's arms, she gradually relaxed.
Lin Guanguan nestled against his shoulder, and soon fell into a deep sleep...
In the car behind, because of a word from Mu Shaojing, the atmosphere became softer.
However, Mu Anran, sitting in the black Lincoln in front, was not so lucky.
From the moment they got into the car until it had been driving for about ten minutes, the atmosphere inside was very oppressive.
