Lu Niange hadn't fully stabilized when a red Ferrari stopped in front of him. The car door was pushed open, and wearing pajamas with disheveled hair, Jian Chenxi ran out from the car, hurling herself toward Lu Niange. Before she even reached his arms, tears were already rolling down her face.
"Niange, are you alright?"
Jian Chenxi's voice contained a trace of a choke and a tremble as she tightly embraced Lu Niange.
Lu Niange didn't dodge, simply letting Jian Chenxi hold him.
The tow truck driver called to tow Lu Niange's car couldn't help but sigh, "This is really too dangerous. It was so close, just a bit more and the car would have plunged down the mountain—destroyed and dead!"
Lu Niange turned his head to look at the scene. The road's guardrail was twisted out of shape and the front left wheel of his car had already slid out. It was indeed as those people had said; it was very close to complete destruction and death!
