"I'll send you to my house first. It'll be safe this way. We'll think of a way to inform them when we arrive," Song Qiaozhi said.
"Thank you, Dr. Song." After putting down the phone, Feng Shanshan realized that this was fear.
Song Qiao looked at Feng Shanshan from the rearview mirror and thought, what a simple woman. What a pity...
..
Professor Tang was an old man after all. He couldn't afford to go through so much trouble. By the time the police arrived, he was so tired that he was sitting on the side, gasping for air.
Mrs. Tang quickly went to take care of him. The men behind them scattered and fled when they saw the police arrive. Xiao Xing was nowhere to be found. She was trying to catch one of them.
"I wonder how Shanshan is."
"Her phone is broken." Mrs. Tang picked it up from the ground and held it in her hand. "Who are those people?"
