Chapter 21: What Are You Holding?

Xiao Mohan's eyes are bloodlust, and his body emits a chilling aura that sets one's hair on end. In the midst of this harsh winter, it seems as if the temperature has dropped by dozens of degrees!

"Investigate." This word, explosively uttered, makes it clear that his fury has reached its peak.

"Yes." Han Changqing replies.

Xiao Mohan scoops her into his arms and gets into the car. Han Changqing takes the wheel and drives off.

The luxurious vehicle, like an arrow, drives straight towards the mansion on the hillside.

He lowers his gaze to the woman in his arms and notices her small hand curled into a tight fist! He tries to pry it open, but she only grips tighter.

"I am Xiao Mohan. I'm taking you home."

With a gentle pinch, he sees her mobile phone fall from her hand! The screen is shattered, but she's gripping it tightly. He takes a look at the damaged device.

"To Wen'ange."