Chapter 112 Tolerance Limit
He couldn't enter the rooms or go up to the second floor. So he called out Weiwei's name loudly from the ground floor. "Weiwei, Weiwei, are you in there? Weiwei, I'm here to help you! Weiwei!" he shouted.
Still, nobody answered him, and an eerie silence filled the space. Bo Yan was about to break down. Just where did Lu Mingyu hide her? Bo Yan shouted again, "Lu Mingyu, you jerk! Where are you keeping Weiwei? Let her go now, you maniac! Give me back my Weiwei!"
In the basement, Lu Mingyu was observing Shen Zhiwei in piqued interest as she hid in the corner. When he heard Bo Yan's shouts, a cold and evil smile grew on his face. He picked up a few joss sticks and lit them up. Slowly, he walked over to an alter that was for Ren Yuxuan.
He stuck the joss sticks in the incense burner. He spoke to the monochrome photograph on the wall in a gentle voice, "Xuanxuan, I've finally brought her to see you. Look at her, this is the woman who left you to die. Xuanxuan, tell me, how should we puni
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