Ning Wanwan arrived before Pei Jinxiu. On the bed lay Lin Xi, her neck freshly clawed.
This time, the look Pei Jinxiu gave Ning Wanwan was utterly strange—it held coldness, helplessness, and even a trace of irritation.
Why was he irritated? She hadn't done it on purpose; she didn't even know how Xiaobao had managed to get out.
Chapter 88