The other side was arrogant, and they had weapons too. Li Mengmeng suddenly became worried, quietly pushed the car door open, and whispered, "Ming Yue sister, sit in the back and don't move. I'll go to the front to drive, and we should hurry and escape. I reckon Zhao Siyu won't last much longer."
What Li Mengmeng cared about was Cai Mingyue's safety. As for whether Zhao Siyu lived or died, she couldn't care less. It would be better if he was beaten to death!
"No way, Mengmeng! If something happens to Zhao Siyu, I won't be able to explain it to Grandpa when I get back. Can you... try to help him?" Cai Mingyue bit her lower lip, her expression full of distress. Although she knew that Li Mengmeng wished Zhao Siyu would die, she couldn't just stand by and watch him die.
