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He wanted to escape but did not have any strength to do so.

He was flustered and sweating profusely.

Fear was unveiled in his eyes.

That was clearly a child, a lovely and cute-looking child. Every move of his revealed his elegant temperament, but he was afraid of him. How exactly did he find him?

How did he know that he was the one who ran them over?

'Damn it, I should have killed that child!'

"You said that you were in the wrong, so what mistakes did you make? Let's hear it out," Ning Ning said softly.

Ye Yutang then came back to his senses and covered his mouth in shock. Oh no, he had let slip of the fact that he had run over Cheng Anya and her son with his car. Nobody should have found out about it as there were no surveillance cameras along that street.

"I…" Ye Yutang could not say a word. Scared and anxious, his face turned red, and he looked wretched and battered.