"He Mengji might have planted a bomb in Xinyi's office," Ye Xiong snatched the keys from Luo Weiwei's hand and jumped onto the motorcycle.
"I'll go with you," Luo Weiwei hopped onto the back seat.
The whole motorcycle shot out.
Luo Weiwei thought she herself drove crazily, but in this moment, she realized what true madness was.
She clung to Ye Xiong's waist the entire time, not daring to relax for a moment.
Her ample bosom pressed against Ye Xiong's back and was severely deformed, but Ye Xiong had no time for ripples, only madly revving the throttle to the max.
Screech!
The motorcycle abruptly braked and stopped in front of the Xinyi Group building.
After Luo Weiwei got off, she was so dizzy she could barely stand, and by the time she recovered, Ye Xiong was nowhere to be seen.
Ye Xiong checked the time on his phone, less than ten minutes left, he sprinted upstairs towards Yang Xinyi's office.
