"Don't wait, drive faster."
Leng Chenxuan chased after her, knocking on the car door vigorously, "Yin Qianxue, get down here right now, do you hear me? Get down…" Those eyes of his looked ready to tear her to shreds.
The taxi picked up speed, gradually leaving him behind.
In the rearview mirror, he was still running, his fine hair fluttering in the wind, anxiety etched across his handsome, chiseled face. He kept calling her name, his long legs striding powerfully like a panther, yet he also showed signs of panic as he failed to catch up to the taxi.
She turned her head to the other side, looking at the mountains, where the evening glow was slowly swallowed by the night, hauntingly beautiful.
Then, her phone rang; it was Huai'an calling.
"Huai'an." She answered the call.
"Qianxue, you've finally turned on your phone. I'm at Zhongzheng Airport right now, about to board the plane. Tell me where you are?"
"Huai'an, you don't need to come, I'm on my way back."
