At this moment, several cars suddenly stopped by the roadside, and Wen Meimei recognized one of them; it belonged to the people of Qiao, the King of Hell. They've finally arrived.
Unfortunately, they were still a step too late.
Bu Qingqing was far away at the hospital and couldn't come, these must be subordinates of the Qiao Group stationed nearby.
Wen Meimei was helped back into the car, and the moment the door closed, her body went limp, almost sinking like a deflated balloon.
Her phone rang at that moment. Wen Meimei paused before answering, "Hello?"
A worried voice came from the other end, "Madam, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Wen Meimei replied weakly, "Just my computer and phone were stolen, I'm fine."
"Good to hear you're okay. I'll send someone immediately to get your computer and phone back, Madam, don't be sad." Qingqing gently reassured her.
