No one came to save Qiao Jierou, and she couldn't escape either. The headlights shone dazzlingly on her face and blinded her eyes.
She cried loudly, "I was really wrong. I'm sorry, Sister! I'm sorry!"
Jiang Mengyu's situation was even worse than hers. Her leg was injured from the fall, and she was so frightened that she could not speak. There was a suspicious puddle of liquid under her.
She had instigated Qiao Jierou to hit Qiao Weiyang. She was also involved and was not innocent.
At this moment, the two of them were limp on the ground like mud. Their hair was disheveled, and their appearance was ruined.
"Miss Qiao." The leader of the bodyguards got out of the car and walked up to Qiao Weiyang.
She had the right to call the shots.
Qiao Weiyang didn't want to kill anyone yet, so she said, "It's about time. Let them leave."
The bodyguards quickly dispersed as if they had never existed.
