C1732 The True Image will No Longer be Buried

In the storage room on the third floor, the atmosphere was heavy. Lan Yanxi looked at her third uncle with a hateful face and found it hard to believe. One day, he would point a knife at her and tie her hands and feet like a prisoner.

Lan Chen was actually very uneasy. His head was full of cold sweat and his eyes were red. He kept looking at his watch as if he was waiting for help