"Yes, it's me!" Luo Xiaoqian lifted her face, looked at the man in the back seat, and upon seeing his beguiling features, she immediately smiled with delight, "Jiao Yang, oh my god, you really are an angel, hurry, come and help me save someone!"
The man sitting in the backseat was none other than Jiao Yang, who had once proudly called himself an angel by the Canglang Pavilion.
Looking at the thoroughly drenched Luo Xiaoqian in front of him, her face still beaming with a smile, Jiao Yang was also taken aback.
"How did you end up here?!"
"No time for talk, save people first!"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face, opened the car door, and sat down next to him, immediately speaking urgently, "Go straight for about half a kilometer, there's a left turn ahead."
The driver glanced at the boss in the backseat, looking a bit unsure.
Jiao Yang spit out five words decisively, "Do as she says!"
