1311. The Cunning Little White Rabbit
Maybe, the story about being followed just now was also something he made up.
It was meant to confuse me, so I would stay here obediently without any other thoughts.
Mu Anran slowly exhaled, then turned gracefully, "You're right, since I don't know them, I naturally don't care."
After saying this, Mu Anran turned and walked upstairs.
Watching her leave, Mr. Y's expression gradually became serious.
He got up and walked straight outside the manor, moving with a swift, overwhelming presence.
Mr. Ouyang, who had been waiting outside, immediately followed when he saw him come out.
"The second wave of people have followed?" Mr. Y's voice carried obvious displeasure.
After all these years, no one has ever dared to follow him a second time after he dealt with them the first time.
Sweat appeared on Mr. Ouyang's forehead, "Yes."
Mr. Y's eyes flashed coldly, "Have you found out whose people they are?"
