It was Xiao Wan's call.
Zhuo Ya immediately swiped to answer, then she heard Xiao Wan's voice.
"Where are you?"
Xiao Wan asked with a hoarse voice.
"I'll be back soon."
"I couldn't get through to your phone all night, I almost called the police."
"I had a bit of an accident, but there's no big issue now, don't worry."
"Glad you're okay."
After chatting with Xiao Wan for a while, Zhuo Ya finally hung up.
After hanging up, she closed her eyes ready to rest.
Just as she was about to sleep, the car shook suddenly, and a sharp, piercing screech of brakes went past Zhuo Ya's ears.
Zhuo Ya looked at the driver with a perplexed expression.
"Sorry, someone has blocked our car."
Someone has blocked the car?
Zhuo Ya rubbed her eyes and looked outside.
A black car was parked in front of them, the door opened, and Song Zhe, dressed in a white suit, walked straight towards Zhuo Ya.
The moment she saw Song Zhe, Zhuo Ya's face darkened.
