Qin Jiran sped up, and as expected, the car behind him did too. His gaze turned slightly frosty; he had no intention of bringing danger home. These people were of unknown origin, and he wouldn't risk letting them near his family. However, he was curious about their objective. Surely they couldn't abduct him in broad daylight!
Just at that moment, a small truck suddenly burst out from a bend on the left side ahead, blocking Qin Jiran's path and forcing him to stop his car.
Not one to sit idly by, Qin Jiran burst out of the car the moment he stopped. But before he could take a few steps, he saw a familiar figure alighting from the vehicle ahead, and he immediately recognized the newcomer's identity.
Zhang Yuanzhuo! Qin Jiran watched the approacher coolly, standing straight with his back erect. Despite being surrounded by more than a dozen people, he exuded a formidable presence.
