"..." Si Chen thought of his expression just now, worried he might take it hard, and hurriedly got into the Bugatti to chase after him.
Ye Ying's orders had not been revoked, but it seemed pointless to keep watching; the safety of his master was more important.
The next moment, the ghostly figure also disappeared into the night sky.
The black Aston Martin sped wildly on the road, with Si Chen pushing the engine to its limits before finally catching up with him on the seaside road.
Approaching, he looked at the man leaning against the car smoking, his cold and stern face tensed with sharp and rigid lines, deep-set eyes, and an aura of darkness enshrouding him.
After a few seconds of silence, Si Chen took the cigarette from his mouth and spoke indifferently, "Our purpose in coming to Yangcheng is to find the vaccine. Don't tell me you've really fallen for her?"
