The Price of Failure
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Mo Chen gently stroked Ning Dai's hair.
"It's all up to you. Let them go. I've placed a tracking device on them. When you're bored and want to capture them back, you can do so at any time."
His tone was doting, as though he was saying to let go of two dogs. Ning Dai smiled and hugged his arm.
"Let's go home first."
After dealing with these two old guys, it was worth opening the champagne to celebrate.
The two of them got into the car and left. Second Uncle and Third Uncle, who had just left the Blue Hall, were stopped by An Zhenguo, who was rushing towards them.
Seeing the two of them, An Zhenguo's eyes were burning with anger. "Good, you two traitors. As expected of the Ning family!"
Seeing that his tone was not right, the two of them felt their hearts thump and tried to explain to him.
"President An, we've fallen into their trap."