"I've got a bit of a situation on my hands, got held up a bit on the road, come pick me up."
After getting out of the car, Pei Zhiyao strode away, utterly disregarding Wen Mian behind him.
Left with no other choice, Wen Mian could only immediately contact Mo Xiaoqi to come pick her up.
By the time Mo Xiaoqi arrived, Wen Mian was already so tired her legs were weak, and she wearily sat in the back seat of Mo Xiaoqi's car.
Even through the rearview mirror, one could make out the resentment on Wen Mian's face.
"What happened? Weren't you just finishing work and preparing to go back? Why are you standing here?"
Wen Mian was brief, summarizing the events that had transpired.
This included how she had suddenly found herself in danger, how Pei Zhiyao had coincidentally come to her rescue, but then left her on the side of the road.
"I now suspect that those men in black were sent by Pei Zhiyao."
Anger clouded Wen Mian's mind, and her eyes flickered as she vented.
