When Su Miaomiao hung up the phone, her hands were shaking.
She returned the phone to Wan Sui and quickly went to change her clothes.
In her hurry, her foot slipped and she almost fell.
Seeing this, Wan Sui stepped forward quickly to steady her.
"Baby, don't take what Tang Yi said so seriously; it's probably nothing."
"With their kind of jobs, the worst thing that could happen is being caught cheating by a rich madam's husband, get beaten up, pay some compensation, and it'll all be over. Don't panic."
Su Miaomiao was in a difficult position and hurriedly changed, ready to leave.
"Suisui, if I don't come back tonight, could you find a way to send Grandpa back to the country first?"
"If he asks, just tell him I had to go back first."
Without a second word, Wan Sui nodded, "No problem, be careful yourself."
She quickly went downstairs, and Tang Yi's car had already arrived.
He drove a low-key black Bentley, not even using a driver and driving himself.
