Wen Wanzhi couldn't care less about politeness and decency as she forcefully pushed through the layers of the crowd, her eyes full of panic and confusion.
She didn't even realize her own daze, mumbling Mumu's name continuously.
In that instant, the only thing Wen Wanzhi could hear was a shrill ringing in her ears, completely unable to hear the noise and discussion within the venue.
Bao Lin, he can't be in trouble, he absolutely can't be in any trouble…
When Wen Wanzhi recklessly rushed onto the scene, Ye Yazhou had already arrived at the accident site, rolling up his sleeves, grinding his teeth, and manually flipping the heavy tires.
Wen Mu, with the help of the staff, took off his helmet and left the go-kart.
He pushed the people beside him fiercely with his small hands and ran towards Bao Lin's location.
The staff hurriedly came over, tightly holding Wen Mu's tiny body in their arms, preventing him from getting close.