It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the road was so quiet it was unsettling, only the long shadows of the street lamps were reflected on the ground. Ji Yanchen was driving very fast, nearly speeding, but he managed it very well.
The scenery outside was constantly whizzing by, like a fast-forwarded movie.
Ye Li clung to the seatbelt across her chest, her fingertips trembling slightly. She should have realized earlier, before the new year, her grandfather had already developed a cough. At the time, she thought it was due to the weather and later only found some herbal medicine to ward off the cold for him.
Her heart couldn't stop panicking, Ye Li turned to look at Ji Yanchen beside her, her voice carrying a hint of a sob, "Grandpa won't be in trouble, right?"
"He won't be," Ji Yanchen affirmed.
