"Xinxin."
Mo Chuxi's gentle voice sounded beside her.
Yan Xinxin snapped back to reality, her eyes still filled with Ning Zitong's apologetic face.
She paused for a moment, then turned her head.
Without stopping, she followed everyone's footsteps and chased after them.
Watching Yan Xinxin's retreating back, Ning Zitong's tears burst forth, and an overwhelming sense of despair submerged her.
"Yuan..."
Through tear-stained eyes, she watched Yan Xinxin's gradually distant silhouette but couldn't get a response from her...
The weather was clear.
Everyone pouring out of the venue clearly saw Mu Qianshui and Gu Jianling's panicked escape.
However, the continuously arriving police quickly surrounded them, as did the media reporters' cameras.
"You can't escape, surrender now!"
Yan Xinxin opened her lips and said.
