Fu Nancheng held her tightly for a long time, his trembling hands gradually calming down.
The thought of what had just happened left him still shaken.
Half an hour earlier, the car finally drove onto Longjiang Avenue, and he immediately called fifteen.
But on the other end was only a busy signal, ringing for several seconds with no answer.
His heart grew increasingly uneasy, and he hung up to redial.
This time, however, fifteen's phone was turned off!
Fortunately, fifteen was clever enough to place a tracking device in the car. Although the signal here was weak, Uncle Zhong finally managed to identify Qiao Mo's location!
He gently released her and directly lifted Qiao Mo in his arms.
Fu Nancheng's face was grim as he softly said, "I'll take you home."
Qiao Mo froze slightly, looking dazedly at the side of his face...
His cheeks were taut, carrying a touch of coldness, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes that moved her.
