On the streets of Shanghai.
Yao Beikun was driving very fast.
Initially, Qiao Xiguan felt dizzy, but being tossed around like this, she actually felt less dizzy.
She stared straight at the mysterious black car in front of them, her heart pounding almost out of her chest. She bit her lip tightly, watching that black car mingling near and far.
Yao Beikun suddenly slammed on the brakes.
If not for the seatbelt, Qiao Xiguan would have almost hit the windshield.
"What happened?" Qiao Xiguan turned to look at Yao Beikun, then anxiously watched the black car getting further and further away.
"There's a child, up ahead," Yao Beikun said.
Qiao Xiguan's eyes were almost glued to that black car, seemingly not noticing anything else at all. Her eyes flickered slightly, watching a 5- or 6-year-old child crossing the road, just passing in front of their car at this moment.
