Three people were walking on the sidewalk, never expecting a motor vehicle to come crashing straight toward them.
Fu Jinqiao had never experienced such a thing, and her instinct was to protect the person beside her; she closed her eyes, stretched out her arms, and stood in front of Zhou Ziqiao.
There was a loud bang, but the anticipated pain did not come.
Fu Jinqiao opened her eyes and saw a motorcycle lying on the ground not too far away, its wheels still spinning rapidly.
The motorcycle driver had already been yanked up by the collar by An Yan.
At the same time, Fu Shiyan ran toward An Yan.
Mu Qianfan and Mu Shaoze approached Fu Jinqiao and Zhou Ziqiao and asked in unison, "Are you guys okay?"
Fu Jinqiao covered her heart, "I'm not hurt, but I was almost scared to death."
Mu Qianfan wrapped his arms around her, "It's fine as long as you're not hurt. It was my fault; I should have stayed by your side."
