Chi Yue's brow twitched, and she couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't ask you to go and beat someone up, I was asking, do we not need to call the police?"
Qiao Dongyang suddenly narrowed his eyes and gave a secretive smile, "Let's just watch the show first."
"..."
His warm breath brushed against her face, carrying a faint smile.
Chi Yue turned to look at his carefree face, unable to fathom his thoughts. But Qiao Dongyang always had a plan, and since he chose this approach, he must have had his strategies. Chi Yue stopped talking, waiting quietly — just as he said, to watch the show.
Luckily, they didn't have to wait long before the answer revealed itself.
On the dust-covered highway, a few more cars drove up, bringing a group of people who, without a word, rushed over and surrounded Qiao Dongyang's car — no, surrounded the group that was smashing the car.
The newly arrived people were also wrapped up tight, their faces completely hidden...
