Within a few minutes, a police car arrived in front of Ling Chen.
The car door opened, and Xia Mutong quickly stepped out of the driver's seat, looking tensely at Nanrong Wanqing who was held in Ling Chen's arms.
"Miss Nanrong, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Ling Chen, you go drive. I will take care of Miss Nanrong."
As she spoke, Xia Mutong reached out to take over Nanrong Wanqing.
Ling Chen shrank back, his smile mischievous: "Officer Xia, no need to trouble yourself. I can take care of her. Besides, I don't have a driver's license right now, and driving would be illegal."
This bastard!
Nanrong Wanqing looked at him indignantly, thinking he was trying to take advantage of her again. Just as she was about to speak, Ling Chen leaned in and whispered a few words into her ear.