"Auntie Hong, Brother Jingchuan…" Seeing the worried expressions on Zhu Hongyan and Lu Jingchuan's faces, Mu Yin was overwhelmed by bitterness, and her stomach churned.
Unable to bear the physical and emotional discomfort any longer, she fainted.
The situation was exactly like the last time.
"Yinyin…" Zhu Hongyan, still clueless about what was happening, turned pale with fright, while Jingchuan panicked and hurriedly carried her into the car.
No one saw.
Outside the door, the man sitting in the parked Rolls-Royce Phantom saw this scene. Although his goal was achieved, he was not happy.
Instead, seeing the girl who had fainted in Jingchuan's arms, he felt both guilty and sad.
But he had no choice.
"Sir, it seems that the person who took advantage of the chaos to rescue Zhu Hongyan that day was this Young Master Lu, do we still need to…" The driver and subordinate, finally understanding what had happened, couldn't help feeling some resentment.