Jiang Zongjin couldn't be bothered to acknowledge him. After Jiang Yao asked for trouble, he turned around and left.
The black Land Rover parked by the roadside reversed in less than two minutes and drove away, leaving only a plume of car exhaust…
After they left, Jiang Zongjin rubbed his temples as he felt a splitting headache. He took out his phone, looking anxious and guilty. "Nian Nian, don't be anxious. I'll call someone to pick us up."
The research institute he worked at had equipped him with a particular car. However, he had never used it and did not like to stand out.
However, he did not hesitate to use this special treatment now. He couldn't bear to see Qiao Nian suffer even a little.
