"It's nothing, you didn't break any bones. Just stay quiet and wait here. I'll go in and grab the stuff, then we'll leave immediately. I'll take you to the hospital!"
But Feng Lan was surprisingly insistent. "No way! I've already been through so much. If I walk away with nothing, it'll all have been for nothing! I'm fine, I'll just limp along slowly!"
Hearing this from her hiding spot inside the house, Qin Jiao scoffed.
'I never would've pegged her as the tough-it-out type.'
Qin Jiao and her parents, Qin Zhonghui and Su Yun, were now in the living room. They had hidden themselves in different spots, just waiting for the pair to come inside. They each had a role: one to flip the lights, one to take pictures, and one to block their escape.
The main target was Feng Dayong. Of course, they hadn't expected Feng Lan to show up as well. It just goes to show that money truly makes the world go 'round.
