This mountain road is sparsely populated, and there are no streetlights at night.
Jian Xi rolled down the car window, allowing the cold wind of the winter night to blow in, but she didn't feel cold.
She must find out where Nan Mufeng is! Is he lying to her? Is he on a mission?
Her delicate face resembled being covered with frost, cold at the mere sight.
Halfway up the mountain, Nan Mufeng had just arrived at the villa. As soon as he got out of the car, Xiao Hang spotted the car lights at the bottom of the mountain, moving at an extremely fast speed: "Boss, looks like it's sister-in-law's car..."
Nan Mufeng was startled and quickly took the binoculars to look at the mountain road.
The night was hazy, and he couldn't make out the driver. But that alluring little red sports car, there's only one like it in all of Jiangcheng—it's Jian Xi's!
"Boss, what should we do?" Xiao Hang shivered, as if the end of the world was coming.
"Are you afraid of her?" Nan Mufeng asked.
