Xiang Nan had experienced the best cold air from the foot of Er Mountain, especially when it started to rain when they were about to reach the top of the mountain. Zhuang Xian's aura became even colder.
Xiang Nan didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to ask directly. He held his phone and sent messages to Mo Qian and his 'distress signal'.
Er Mountain, Mountain rain, and Zhuang Huai!
Some painful memories from her past life came back to Zhuang Xian. How could she forget about this?
When Zhuang Xian reached the top of the mountain, she immediately saw the drenched Zhuang Huai standing in the rain. Third brother was still standing there, perfectly fine. He did not get into the race car, nor was he forced to run this race by these vicious people.
After Zhuang Xian said those words coldly, she finally relaxed her tense heart. Thank God, thank God, nothing had happened yet.
