At this moment, there was nothing else in Cha Qing Luo's mind except for Nan jiateng.
Cha Qing Luo's blood rushed to her brain, and her eyes were red. She kept calling Nan jiateng's name in her heart.
Cha Qing Luo stepped on the accelerator as low as possible and drove as fast as she could.
The cars on the road were all stunned when they saw such a car.
"Who's driving this car? do you want to die ..."
"He kept running red lights as if he was out of control. There shouldn't be any problems with the car, right?"
……
Cha Qing Luo couldn't care about this. She quickly drove towards the Yang family.
In fact, Cha Qing Luo didn't even wear shoes. She seemed to have forgotten.
Perhaps, her body was so numb that she couldn't feel any other senses. She didn't notice that she wasn't wearing her shoes.
She had been driving barefooted like this.