The flower carriage couldn't withstand the impact of the car, shaking violently for a moment. Not to mention that Li Qianrui was delicate in herself, but now there was also a child in her belly, so her exquisitely pretty face turned deathly pale.
Prince Alk's face showed intense annoyance, and he asked his attendant, "Ah Mu, what happened?"
The attendant Ah Mu replied respectfully, "Prince, we've been hit."
Li Qianrui looked up and saw a luxury sedan sprawled in front of them. The vehicle gleamed with a bright, cold light, imposing and sharp; it blocked the flower carriage's path in an overwhelmingly domineering manner.
The car was tinted with top-quality film, so Li Qianrui couldn't see inside, but her heart still skipped a beat.
At this moment the driver's door opened, and a familiar person emerged—it was... Mo Yan.
Mo Yan respectfully opened the rear car door, and someone slowly got out.
Li Qianrui's eyes lit up—it was... Zhou Jin.
Zhou Jin had returned.
