Luo Yan woke up early and found himself unable to move. He was tied to the bed, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Then, the door opened.
Cui Ya walked in.
She was carrying breakfast.
Seeing Luo Yan, she smiled.
"Yan'er, you're awake."
Looking at his mother, Luo Yan quickly said, "Mom, help me untie the ropes."
It was almost ten o'clock; if he wasn't untied soon, he would be too late.
Cui Ya stepped forward and helped him untie the ropes. Over at An Ning and Luo Xian's place, things had already progressed to an irreversible stage.
As soon as he was untied, Luo Yan immediately tried to run outside.
Cui Ya hurriedly chased him and shouted at the stairs, "It's no use even if you go now. An Ning is already with your brother."
Luo Yan's hurried footsteps stopped abruptly, his face turning pale.
He turned his head dazedly, "Mom, what do you mean by that?"
