Sang Qian's drowsiness vanished in an instant. Sang Shen had a gentle disposition and acted prudently, how could he have hit someone?
"I'm on my way."
After hanging up the phone, she went to the study, didn't even knock, pushed the door open directly, and said to the man who was looking at documents at the desk, "I have an emergency, I have to go."
Song Shijing didn't even lift his head, "Two hours aren't up yet."
Sang Qian was so anxious she almost stamped her foot, "My brother's been taken to the police station, I need to get over there now to bail him out."
Only then did Song Shijing look up, "Your brother?"
"I don't have time to talk about this with you right now." Sang Qian didn't bother with Song Shijing anymore and turned to leave.
However, once she was out of the club, she waited at the side of the road for quite a while and didn't see a single taxi.
