Xie Ning couldn't figure out what was wrong with Li Dawei and his group.
Why did they have to start tailing them the moment Ningning's vehicle moved?
"I have a feeling... Do you think the Li siblings believe that you, Ningning, can lead them to safety? Is that why they're dead set on following us?" Song You'ai analyzed the crux of the problem.
Xie Ning didn't even have the energy to complain about them.
This time, Song You'ai was driving. Xie Ning took out a bottle of mineral water and had a sip. "Mom, should we turn on the AC for a bit?"
"Let's just bear it. A round trip to that container terminal will burn a lot of fuel. We don't know what the future holds, so we should conserve what we can."
"It's so hot." Xie Ning raked her fingers through her wind-tousled bangs. "Aren't you the one who hates the heat the most?"
Song You'ai grinned at her, then suddenly pulled out a small glass bottle from beside her and stuffed it into her daughter's hands.
