No matter how annoying Xiaoqiang gets, Qian's mood improves significantly.
Seeing her smile, Yu Minglang feels relieved. As long as she keeps smiling, he's fine with being thick-skinned.
He'd trade anything for her laughter.
Suddenly, Yu Minglang slams the brakes, and Qian opens her eyes and glares at him—what trouble is he up to now?
"Stay in the car and don't move. No matter what happens, don't make a sound," Yu Minglang says seriously, abandoning his playful demeanor.
Noticing his serious expression, Qian sits up too.
"What's wrong?"
"There's a suspicious figure ahead. I'm going to check it out."
"Be careful!" Qian says, tense.
"Don't worry. Just remember to lock the windows and don't open them no matter what. Use my phone to call Da Guang."
Yu Minglang instructs her before stepping out of the car, while Qian locks the doors, refraining from turning on the headlights to avoid alerting the person ahead.
While dialing on the phone, she keeps an eye on Yu Minglang.
