When Song Chen brought Wu Wei to the door, it was exactly half an hour after Bai Ji left. Wu Wei's face was as gloomy as two pools of water. Lin Yang glanced at his right hand. This man's hand began to twitch from time to time even when he was not sick, as if there was something hidden in his body that could no longer be suppressed.
Song Chen noticed Lin Yang's gaze and took the initiative to explain: "Those people came again last night, each of them brought weapons and tried to take him away by force, but I sent them back."
Song Chen said it lightly, but it was not difficult to imagine the tense atmosphere at that time. Lin Yang retracted his gaze and curled his lips, "It seems that those people will not give up in the three days of Qingming Festival. Just in case, you should go with us today."
As Lin Yang was about to leave, Song Chen looked around and asked curiously, "Aren't you waiting for Miss Zhong and Miss Bai?"
Lin Yang glanced at him with amusement, "Why, four people aren't enough?" Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, he continued, "The little crybaby caught a cold last night, so she won't go with us to get wet in the rain today. Ice Face will stay behind to take care of her."
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