Nan Mufeng had made it to the island, and there must have been people arranged at the dock already. She couldn't leave now!
What should she do? Dig a hole and bury herself?
Cheng Ling turned away, opening the window. Sure enough, Nan Mufeng had already arrived on this street, his men searching everywhere for them. It wouldn't be long before they found this place.
And there was someone else with him, Ming Wei.
Seeing Ming Wei, Cheng Ling felt such hatred! But she no longer had the furious desire to hit someone as she had before.
She had to thank Ming Wei for the dignified idea of using paintings to transmit messages.
Only Ming Wei had seen her paintings and could recognize her handwriting.
"Cheng Ling, you dare to open the window!"
Jian Xi strode over, intending to shut the window. When she saw Ming Wei, she froze. Then she understood.
