The chance to escape had come, so no matter how much she wanted to break down or explode with fury, there was nothing she could do except bite the bullet and quickly get into the police car when it arrived.
Fortunately, she was still wearing a mask and a hat, hoping that no passerby would recognize her; otherwise, she would be in deep trouble.
And now, all she could do was pray, pray...
When Lu Xiao would find out about all this... he wouldn't blow his top... at most, just a tiny bit, a tiny bit.
Otherwise, her fragile little heart wouldn't be able to take it.
Wen Xian got into the car, and only after the car started did she suddenly remember something...!
Wait, were Shen Lin and Little Zaijun alright?
Little did Wen Xian know, just five minutes before—
Shen Lin was pulling Li Zaijun along, running quickly through the alleys. Instead of immediately heading out, Shen Lin grabbed a black hoodie hanging on a resident's clothes rack as they passed.
"Quick, put this on."
