Li Yanhong, having picked up her medicine from the drugstore, hailed a taxi. Seated in the car, she felt physically and mentally exhausted and lay back on the soft, comfortable seat, slowly closing her eyes.
The man was injured now—a rare opportunity. Should she call the police?
If the man was arrested, he'd be out of her life, but Li Yanhong dared not do it.
Because the man had her nude photos, and he threatened at the flower shop that if she dared to call the police, he'd immediately spread those photos online, ruining her life.
Li Yanhong didn't want to be controlled by someone for the rest of her life. She clenched her fists, having thought of a good plan.
"Driver, could you please turn around and go back to the drugstore we just came from?"
"We can't make a U-turn here. We'll turn at the intersection up ahead."
Li Yanhong frowned.
