With a slide of his fingertip, he sent a text message.
What are you doing?
Gripping the phone for a long time, there was still no response from An Ziqi.
Xiao Moli frowned slightly; no matter what An Ziqi was doing, she never left his messages unanswered.
Even if she was busy, she would reply with a greeting.
He dialed the number directly, but after ringing for a long time, no one answered the call.
An ominous feeling flashed through Xiao Moli's heart, and the relaxed expression on his face gradually collapsed.
With pursed lips, he instructed the driver in front, "Drive faster."
The driver saw his unpleasant expression and didn't dare to ask more, hurriedly stepping on the gas to speed towards the filming location.
When the car reached there, even before it had stopped, Xiao Moli saw a chaotic scene with a group of people moving in and out frantically.
