An Xin's eyes flickered slightly, "Aren't you worried about your reputation? Even if you're not, I am still concerned about mine."
Tang Yuchen nodded with a faint smile, "You're right, let's not call the police then."
After all, falling into his hands would be a worse fate than falling into the hands of the police.
"Baby, can you draw their portraits for me? Without their appearances, how can I catch them?"
"I... I tried to draw them today, but I can't remember their faces clearly, so I couldn't do it." An Ruowei lowered her eyes slightly.
Surprise was absent from Tang Yuchen's eyes, and he suddenly speculated, "Do you think An Xin might not have been harmed?"
An Ruowei's eyes snapped open, "She was fine all along!"
"...Baby, when did you and your sister start to get along so well? An Xin sacrificed herself to save you, that sacrifice is too grand." There was a faint trace of sarcasm in his tone.
An Ruowei understood his suspicions; she lowered her gaze and did not respond.
