On the Day of Mother's Death

Pei Qingji, who had been tense for a long time, suddenly relaxed at this moment. His body lost its support and he slid down.

Pei Jingzhou immediately held Pei Qingji's shoulder. "There's no one in the car, which means that she's fine. She must be in a safe place now."

"You're right. Jiaojiao must be in a safe place now." Pei Qingji's expression was much better than before.

Next, they had to start salvage. Although there was no one in the car, if they salvaged the car, they could immediately identify the source of the car accident. It was especially important for the dashcam.

When Han Qianye saw that Pei Qingji and her son had returned, she immediately went forward. "Is there anyone underwater?"

Pei Qingji shook his head. "There's only one car. We didn't detect anyone."

"That's good, that's good." Han Qianye felt relieved. "This really scared me to death."