"Ou Mucen? Ou Mucen?"
Screech—
The sedan, speeding along, suddenly and without warning, came to a halt, and accompanying this abrupt stop, the car's tires screeched sharply against the tarred road.
Ye Ning was standing there when suddenly, jolted by the stop, she lost her balance and fell forward: "Ah—"
That's it, my face is ruined!
Despair washed over Ye Ning as she thought she was doomed, but then, out of the blue, a pair of strong wrists reached out from the side, with just a pull, diverted her head and upper body that were about to crash into the dashboard away.
After that, she felt herself falling into a scalding yet soft place, and opening her eyes, she looked up to find herself facing a face looming overhead.
