Ji Yebai felt a metaphorical black line cross his forehead. How could he get shot even when lying down?!
So exhausting, a brother complex is really scary!
Unable to refuse, Ning Xixi blinked and expressed her thanks, "Thank you, Brother Zhiyang."
"You're welcome. You two head back now, Ji Yebai, be careful when driving."
"Okay."
"Grandma, goodbye! Brother, goodbye!"
Ning Xixi waved her little paws at them, her petite figure and Ji Yebai's tall silhouette gradually receding into the distance.
Grandma Song sighed, "I really hope she can always live so carefree and happy, that would be better than anything."
Remembering her own pitiful daughter, Grandma Song's eyes moistened, and a sharp look flashed across her face, "How is the investigation into the car accident involving your aunt going?"
Ji Yebai's aunt, who was Ning Xixi's mother Song Weiyang.
Song Zhiyang adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light, "It's definitely related to the Lu Family!"
