Jing Zhichen sensed a bad premonition. He said hoarsely, "Brother Xinghe, did something happen to Tianxin?"
"Yeah." Xie Xinghe nodded.
He was unaware of the tears welling in his eyes.
The beautiful night view of the mountains in front of him had become so terrible.
"When you go to pick up the old woman, your expression should be better. Don't scare the old woman."
Jing Zhichen hung up and ran outside frantically.
Qie Yiyan was chubby, but he had no problem keeping up with Jing Zhichen. He caught up with him in no time.
"I'll drive."
Qie Yiyan and Jing Zhichen got into the car.
The two of them had a rare understanding.
Jing Zhichen was trembling. He didn't even dare to think of what predicament Ye Tianxin was at the moment, though he wondered how was Li Qingcang…
He had no idea how to break the news to his grandmother.
"Tianxin…she..."
Jing Zhichen covered his face and wept bitterly.
