The light was blinding.
The startled mandarin ducks necking in the wild hurriedly pulled down her nightgown and pushed Zhou Yu, "Quick, put on your clothes. I think that's my dad's voice."
As soon as Zhou Yu heard that, he also started to panic. Encountering others, he had no shame, but if it was Shu Xue's father, that would be his future father-in-law.
"Quick!"
"Hurry up and go!"
Listening to the footsteps getting closer, Shu Xue became a bit panicked.
Shu Dad's voice boomed, "Shu Xue? Shu Xue? Is that you?" He heard some noise in the middle of the night and someone going out; fearing an accident, he grabbed a flashlight and followed.
What he discovered was a Ferrari in the corner of the building. And the Ferrari was shaking about. It might involve some dangerous incident, perhaps even a fatal one.
The nearby voice-activated street light kept switching on and off, like it had seen a ghost.
"Uncle, it's me!"
