The woman pointed to the back door, then outwards, "A man, a man."
Song Qinghuan shivered all over, instantly covered in immense fear, her face pale as she yelled at Zhan Jie, "Who is it?"
Zhan Jie was stunned too, "I don't know!"
Without waiting for her response, Song Qinghuan ran outside and saw a black sedan driving away.
"Chase it!!"
Facing a blank and panicking Zhan Jie, Song Qinghuan roared and snatched the keys from her hands.
When Song Qinghuan sat in the driver's seat, Zhan Jie got into the passenger seat too.
Without time to worry about her, Song Qinghuan started the car, her hand gripping the steering wheel turning an abrupt bend. The tires screeched, and she began chasing the black sedan at full speed.
Seeing Song Qinghuan pedal to the metal, Zhan Jie's heart nearly leapt out of her chest, "Song Qinghuan, are you mad, do you want to die!!"
