Art Gallery
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"I didn't know that they would attack you. I don't know anything. You know me. I'm just a middleman. I'm not familiar with them..."
Fang Heng sat in the back seat and quietly listened to Zhao Nan's explanation.
After Zhao Nan spent a few minutes cleaning herself up, Fang Heng said calmly, "Bring me to them."
A deep sense of defeat rose in Zhao Nan's heart.
She took a deep breath and asked, "How did you find me?"
"Your luck isn't good. My friend accidentally left his phone in the car. There's a GPS app on his phone."
Fang Heng looked at Zhao Nan through the rearview mirror. "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"
Zhao Nan gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "I'm so stupid!"
She secretly hated herself for being so careless and not checking the car properly before leaving.
Idiot! Idiot!
"Alright, your life is yours. I'll give you a minute to think about it and then take me to them."