After getting rid of the car following her, Xia Ning drove back to the Qiao house.
As a high-end residential area, there was very little traffic near the Qiao house. This was because most of the people who came here were rich.
Under the streetlights along the road, a black Maserati was unimpeded. Xia Ning looked around and did not see any cars chasing after her. But when she was almost at the Qiao house, Zheng Ziming's call came.
Xia Ning picked up directly. Before she could speak, Zheng Ziming's anxious voice sounded.
"Asteria, where are you?"
Xia Ning looked at the road ahead and slowed down. She answered, "I'm on my way back to Qiao Yu's place. Why?"
"Don't go back!"
Xia Ning frowned a little and felt something was off. She braked and parked the car on the side of the road. "What happened?" she asked.
