Mu Ya couldn't wait for the guard to open the gate and directly flipped over it. When he dashed to the side of the road, he could even see the butt of his family's car.
"Yinyin!" Mu Ya shouted as he sprinted ahead maniacally.
His voice was drowned on the roads, which bustled with heavy traffic. Even Muir at the wheel didn't hear him. Yet, Shen Yin, who was lying in the backseats and enduring the pain, could sense it. She sat up and looked towards the back.
"He's here." Delight surfaced on her pale face, and she grabbed Bai Qingqing's hand with a sweaty hand. "Stop the car!"
Muir said, "Can't stop here. Just let him run back."
What to do, then?
Shen Yin looked worriedly at Mu Ya.
Bai Qingqing patted her hand reassuringly. "We'll be home in a short while. He won't have to run for long."
Shen Yin felt that her words made sense and only then stopped feeling anxious. However, she continued gazing at him.
