The police siren echoes endlessly in the night.
Two minutes later.
Several police cars stop in front of them.
Most of the people here are wealthy young masters, none of them seem particularly panicked. At first glance, they all look unruffled, even chatting and joking with the police without showing any seriousness.
"Illegal racing, please come with us."
The voice of the officer at the front is quite harsh.
Luo Mengmeng silently leans towards Jiang Ruan and tugs her sleeve: "Sister, I've gotten you into trouble."
Originally, this type of racing is considered illegal, and is quite different from official races, and safety risks are high. Especially since Jiang Ruan almost plunged off a cliff earlier.
"Let's go, time for a cup of hot tea."
Jiang Ruan just laughs, her eyes raised in amusement, patting the girl's head.
Luo Mengmeng: "Only you could be so bold, sis, not worried at all."
Does she seem like a twenty-year-old girl?
Bold and daring.
