The man's expression was too serious, Ning Wan was frightened and stiffened, not daring to move.
When she came to her senses, she realized that Xi Mohan had already walked up to Song Qiao.
Blinking her eyes, she instinctively placed her hand on her chest, faintly feeling her heart pounding uncontrollably.
Just when she was considering whether to walk over, she saw Xi Mohan already lifting his foot towards her, while Song Qiao stood there waving at her before turning to leave.
Ning Wan, "..." completely bewildered.
Is it over like this?
Qiaoqiao just left like that?
Watching Song Qiao's figure gradually receding, Ning Wan lifted her leg to catch up, but after just two steps, Xi Mohan, already in front of her, grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the parked black Maybach.
