Yang Fan, because he was very worried about Qin Xiang, walked very hurriedly, and Xia Yuan, wearing high heels, was already having a hard time keeping up.
Yet in her heart, she felt a profound sense of loss and couldn't help but wonder if Yang Fan would be this worried if she were in the same situation?
She truly couldn't give herself a definitive answer.
Yang Fan had already reached the car, opened the door, turned around, and upon seeing that Xia Yuan was still some distance away, he couldn't help but urge her urgently.
"Why haven't you reached here yet? We need to hurry, otherwise, if something happens, it might be too late."
Xia Yuan, who had been lost in her thoughts, immediately responded and quickened her pace.
She soon reached the car, and Yang Fan opened the passenger door, but still couldn't help but say.
"I think you should stay here, I don't want you to take the risk. This kind of thing should be handled by men."