Jiang Ruan could only force herself to stay calm.
All these years.
This was the first time she had such a feeling.
"Maybe, do your uncle and aunt have some enemies?" Fu Chi withdrew his gaze from the night ahead, turned his eyes towards the girl, and said in a calm voice that seemed like a stream of clear spring, soothing her agitated heart.
Jiang Ruan closed her eyes: "No."
Her parents were just ordinary people, hardworking, good-natured, how could they make enemies with anyone?
Given that.
She could only attribute this incident to herself.
"Qian Yu is on his way, don't worry, he will find them."
Fu Chi was holding the steering wheel with one hand, his other hand pulled up the blanket on Jiang Ruan's leg, offering her some comfort with his gentle voice.
"Alright."
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips slightly, her eyes remained closed.
Fu Chi didn't speak again.
He just drove quietly.
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In the alley.
