The two of them were very close, his broad shoulder even brushing against her soft chest. Mu Xiangwan could clearly smell his scent, which made her heart start pounding again.
The others watched Su Chaoyang silently, the handsome face stormy. They were all somewhat nervous. At this point, Li An'an couldn't help but step forward and say, "Chaoyang, Xiaowan must have been tricked without her knowledge. You guys just need to talk it out."
Su Chaoyang nodded but remained silent. He got in the car, fastened his seatbelt, and started the car.
The rest of the group also got into their cars and followed Chaoyang's vehicle.
It was evening rush hour, and as usual, the city was congested. The road was illuminated by car lights as if it were daytime, but all the cars were stationary, their horns sounding in anxiety.
Su Chaoyang started his car, and seeing the road ahead was blocked, he turned his steering wheel and drove towards the outskirts of the city.
