Retribution

Qi Yan was pulled out of the car without any warning.

Just as she was about to resist, she looked up and caught sight of a familiar pair of eyes.

After nearly ten years, she still recognized the owner of these eyes at a glance.

"What's going on?" The bus driver did not leave, afraid that she would encounter any danger.

Qi Yan stood up straight and nodded at the driver. "It's fine. My friend is here to pick me up. I'm sorry."

After making sure that she was fine, the bus driver drove out.

The bus stop was empty.

Nan Zhe pulled her up from the roadside and retreated to a safe distance.

Releasing his hand, he began to size up the figure opposite him.

Qi Yan had been thin and tall since junior high. At that time, she had short hair, but it was really difficult to tell if she was male or female.

After so many years, she did not seem to have changed at all.