"Just sit tight and wait for the money!"
Mr. Qian let out a few cold laughs and said, "Then I'll trust you one more time!"
After speaking, Mr. Qian hung up the phone.
The anxiety Shen Ruyun felt was like ants on a hot pan. She walked over to the window and saw the woman lying on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully.
Her jet-black hair, smooth as satin, spread across the pillow, making her porcelain-white little face look even more beautiful.
A feeling of irritation festered inside Shen Ruyun.
Why was it that Qin Yan's daughter was missing, and she was so frantic as though possessed, yet Qin Yan could lie so peacefully in a hospital bed?
Shen Ruyun gritted her teeth and suddenly turned around.
No, this wouldn't do!
She couldn't just sit around waiting to die; she couldn't count on Lu Yi. She had to save herself!
Shen Ruyun walked slowly, her gaze somewhat hollow, still without a plan, when a man approached from the opposite direction.