Jiangcheng, Yu Ling struggled to endure the pain of losing her husband, anxiously waiting every day, constantly checking her phone to see if there was any news from Jian Xi.
For the nth time, she put down her phone in disappointment, and then it rang. Seeing the name "Jian Xi," she hurriedly answered the call, "Xiao Xi?"
"Mom, Nan Mufeng's plan half-failed. The item was taken away by Rui Kun and Xiao Hang, but he got caught."
"What?" Yu Ling's heart sank, "How is he now?"
"He's in Alisha's hands, that woman really likes him. I think his life isn't in danger, but..." Jian Xi paused, expressing how painful this matter was for her!
"Xiao Xi, don't hurry, speak clearly."
"Mom, I've made up my mind. As long as he can survive, anything is fine." Jian Xi sniffled.
Yu Ling comforted, "It won't happen. I know Mufeng's temper. In the whole world, you are his only wife. He definitely won't betray you."
