"Are you sure they're following us?"
Qin Youxuan felt a shock at the bottom of her heart and looked behind her.
Indeed, she saw several cars tailing them from a distance, neither too close nor too far, temporarily unable to discern whether they were actually following them or not.
The person sitting inside the car at the very front seemed somewhat familiar.
Qin Youxuan couldn't help but take a closer look and realized it was the man who had been leading the dance on stage earlier.
"Pull over to the side," Qin Youxuan abruptly said.
"Madam, we still don't know the other party's background. Stopping rashly, I worry it might be dangerous," the driver expressed his concerns.
"It's precisely because I'm worried about danger that we should stop here. The police won't leave anytime soon, and in this place, they wouldn't dare do anything," she countered.
Upon hearing Qin Youxuan's words, the driver noticed the traffic police not far behind them.
