mu yiling still wanted to say something, but he dared not say a word when he saw his elder brother's deep and serious expression. he could only respond and turn around to get to work.
" wait, " mu yichen stopped him. " i'll go with you. " zhuo feng, prepare the speedboat. we'll leave as soon as we locate him!"
……
at the same time, on the small island.
cyril locked luo chenxi in the room and immediately left the room as if he was fleeing from a fire.
he quickly walked down the corridor, went downstairs, and walked out of the villa. he smelled the salty smell of the sea breeze and finally calmed down a little.
however, his chest was still rising and falling slightly, and his mind was in a mess.
when he heard luo chenxi say that 'it doesn't matter where she dies' on the yacht earlier, he suddenly realized that he did not wish to see her die at all!