Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng's expressions were not very pleasant, interrupting someone could lead to divine punishment.
"Yang Ruxin, how can you watch someone die and not help?" Just then, a sharp voice sounded from outside!
Yang Ruxin frowned. She was familiar with that voice, it was indeed Wang Zhengzheng, so she pushed the car door open and stepped out.
Sure enough, Wang Zhengzheng was standing in front of the car with a white veil covering her face but her eyes were filled with unusual... anguish, along with accusation, with a touch of grievance.
Yang Ruxin raised her hand to rub her brow: "Miss Wang, it's dangerous to block a car like this." If she hadn't reacted quickly, her teeth might have been chattered.
