Qin Yuan was peeling an apple, and in a spot where Mo Jiantao couldn't see, a shadow passed through her eyes.
The string of coincidences was a little too convenient.
First, she had inexplicably rescued Mo Jiantao; the first time could be explained by the fact that the robbers were unprepared and inexperienced.
But the second time, despite having made all the necessary preparations and planning exactly what to do and how to deal with Mo Shu, the pregnant woman with the prominent belly,
was it really just because Mo Shu had brought those people with her?
It couldn't be.
Even if she had brought those people, the gangsters were vicious and had been cultivated over the years through the network and solid strength of that person.
Normally, the likelihood of a car overturning was minuscule.
Because they had hostages.
Mo Jiantao could be ignored, but those men wouldn't dare take risks with someone like Mo Shu.
