"Lady Mi, Pingping, who passed away, sought glory in evil deeds—a despicable knave beyond redemption. Since your father even married her, he's a conspirator. We need to capture him and bring him back!"
"Is this an order from Feng Yueming? I don't believe it. I'm calling him right now!"
Saying this, Mi Yao took out her phone, her hands trembling as she dialed the familiar number.
The melodious ringtone sounded a few times, but nobody answered. Undeterred, she continued calling; then, a robotic female voice came through— Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off.
He wasn't answering her calls!
"Lady Mi, have you caused enough trouble? The Young Commander has already shown great leniency by not capturing you as well. Please know when to stop!"
After Vice Officer Li finished speaking, several men in black pulled Mi Yao away and forcefully pushed Mi Zhenglin into a car and took him away.
