If you were to ask Jiang Muwan to describe this moment and this scene,
Gu Jiangnian is really a damn jinx.
On the highway, just as the two were about to meet and had not yet finished catching up,
this sudden car accident interrupted them.
Jiang Muwan clutched the armrest in terror, her complexion slightly pale.
Beside her, the man swore unexpectedly.
Ahead, a neatly-arranged caravan of black Lincolns proceeded at a steady pace.
Inside the car, Xu Fang gripped the steering wheel, his palms slick with cold sweat.
Glancing through the rearview mirror at the vehicle flashing its hazard lights behind him, his heart sank slightly.
Recalling the events a few minutes earlier, Xu Fang felt the air in the car oppressive; the man lounging in the back seat had a sullen look, the veins on the back of his folded hands bulged, and an aura of gloom enveloped him.
A few seconds------the silence in the car was broken by the ringing of a cellphone, yet the man seemed not to hear it.
