Under the pitch-black night sky, on a deserted road, a white BMW sped along.
Ye Luo sat in the car and let out a slight sigh of relief, his expression relaxing. Ling Qingya glanced at him and said, "What exactly is going on? Who was that person just now? And who's this person following us?"
"The one behind is a friend of mine, being chased by the man we encountered before. I got out of the car earlier to rescue him," Ye Luo leaned back in his seat and spoke indifferently.
"What do we do now? Take him to the hospital?" Ling Qingya asked.
"No need for a hospital, we'll go where I'm staying," Ye Luo said directly.
Ling Qingya drove the car directly to the villa complex where Ye Luo lived and stopped outside the villa.
Ye Luo helped Lin Tianhai out of the car, looked at Ling Qingya, and said, "You've been a great help tonight. Take the car back, and just drive it to the company tomorrow."
