Lu Youting took out his phone, opened his call log, and gave her a meaningful look.
Jian Si looked at his phone and, to her shock, realized that the emergency call she had dialed in her moment of panic was actually to Lu Youting.
"I... I didn't dial 110? Aren't emergency calls always 110?"
Lu Youting didn't answer her question but said, "Although you made me furious this morning, I couldn't just watch you march towards death. So, I secretly followed you in my car. Seeing that you didn't come out for a long time, I came in to look for you. Jian Shihai lied to me, saying that you had left, and refused to admit that you were here, even to the point of death."
Hearing this, Jian Si was filled with both alarm and relief.
If Lu Youting hadn't followed her today, would she have died at Ye Qingqing's hands?
Lu Youting saw the fear in her eyes, wrapped his arms around her, and gently patted her back to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now!"