Yun Ya pulled open the car door and sat down, Du Shan turned his head and nodded at her: "Miss."
"To the hospital."
As the car descended Panshan Road, Du Shan glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes darkening: "We have a tail."
Yun Ya smiled: "Don't tell me you can't shake them off."
With the corners of his lips lifting, Du Shan gripped the steering wheel tightly: "Miss, hold on tight."
The car instantly shot off like an arrow from a bow, onto the main road, and effortlessly lost the tail amongst the traffic stream.
Yun Ya looked out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, a mocking smile curling on her thin lips.
If someone wanted to monitor her, they needed to have the skill to do so.
There was a crowd gathered at the hospital entrance, loud cursing voices spilling out, creating quite a commotion.
