Ye Qiao was shocked again but she continued to hold her breath as she kept thinking that she was just hallucinating.
Ye Cheng leaned back on the chair and kept staring at Ye Qiao who was still playing dead.
"Silly, look at this girl. She has the potential to become a movie star!" Ye Cheng said.
"F*ck!"
This time Ye Qiao was sure that she was not hallucinating. She opened her eyes and saw a familiar face in camouflage paint staring at her. She jumped up and said, "Ye Cheng?!"
She took off the fake small blood bags attached to her hair while continued roaring at Ye Cheng for being so playful.
Ye Cheng gave her a wide smile but as he did, Ye Qiao felt nauseous and leaned forward to hug the back of the chair forward.
"Xiao Qiao! Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" Ye Cheng asked in concern for her wellbeing.
They stopped the car and Ye Qiao got off. Looking at the two familiar faces, she felt extremely touched and relieved.