Jiang Ruolan held onto Yi Meixiu as they stood there silently, looking at the black Land Rover that suddenly stopped. The brake lights flashing in the dim light of the night.
The car's rear was like his back to her in the bright night.
The car stopped for a long time. Assistant Bai's car also didn't move. She lowered the window to look at the person in the car and then looked back at Jiang Ruolan, who was standing upright on the roadside.
As for the Land Rover, it had stopped for a long time, but no one got off or walked over.
Without guessing, Xian Zihao had seen her after all. If it were just a quick phone call, he wouldn't have immediately turned off the ignition.
Jiang Ruolan looked at the headlights in front of her in silence. She felt that the street was silent, just like her heart. It was filled with colorful neon lights on the surface, but in reality, it was like stagnant water.