But in the next second, she felt the danger approaching again. Clearly, the car behind wasn't there for nothing, it must have been planned long ago.
In Qingcheng City, who else would dare to openly stop Xiao Jinghuai's car? Song Song racked her brains but couldn't think of such a person.
Her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the driver beside her, who seemed much calmer compared to how he looked when he first saw her.
It seemed like this kind of thing was routine for him.
Upon this thought, Song Song suddenly realized that perhaps this was Xiao Jinghuai's everyday life. How could he, at such a high position, ever truly have it smooth?
There would always be opponents, and most of them were likely subdued by his strategies.
Previously she had never considered it, always holding the belief that there were more good people than bad ones in the world. But after four years in Taohuawu, she knew clearly how terrifying the sinister human heart could be.
"Mr. Yan, are you scared?"
