Lin Wanwan heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Lu Zhanbei had sent the evidence over.
The few of them looked a little awkward and were no longer as arrogant as before. “Mr. Lu... This is a misunderstanding. We will take our leave first.”
“Goodbye.”
The few of them looked at the handcuffs on their wrists. “This...”
“Gu Mo. .”
With a click, Gu Mo helped them to remove the handcuffs. The few of them could be said to have fled in panic.
Lu Zhanbei’s body tilted and he leaned his head against Lin Wanwan’s shoulder.
“Are you not feeling well?”
Lin Wanwan had long noticed that Lu Zhanbei’s face was abnormally pale. Moreover, he, who was used to using his right hand, actually used his left hand to hold the cup just now.
“Is your right hand injured? Say Something!”
After asking a few questions, Lu Zhanbei didn’t say anything. Lin Wanwan was anxious.