His face darkened, and he reached out to tightly grab Ning Xiaoxiao's wrist, dragging her toward his car without explanation.
When Ning Xiaoxiao fully recovered from her distress, she realized a stranger was holding her and immediately began to struggle. "Hey! Who are you? Why are you pulling me?"
Seeing her reacting at last, Qin Shaoqing sneered and looked back at her, "What? Finally stopped crying, have you?"
Ning Xiaoxiao's tear-filled eyes locked onto his, and as she stared, her expression suddenly brightened. "Huh, aren't you that one..."
Who was it again?
Her mind was a bit fuzzy, but she truly remembered him, she had seen him before.
Where had she seen him?
She couldn't quite recall at that moment.
Qin Shaoqing didn't care what she was thinking, and just shoved her into his car.
With a bang, he closed the door.
Ning Xiaoxiao was stunned, then addressed the man who had gotten into the driver's seat from the other side, "Hey, what are you doing?"
