Rong Yan left with doubts. Sitting in the car, she frowned and looked out of the window, her eyes constantly glancing at Rong nuo's neck. Why did she feel that it didn't look like it was bitten by a bug now?
Rong Yan sighed. She still felt that it was a little man-made!
No, after going back, I have to ask Liancheng Yazhi to send someone to the prison to check.
Rong Yan's eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the window. Suddenly, a blue sports car flashed past. Rong Yan raised her eyebrows. Although it had just flashed past her eyes, it seemed a little like the car that Tang Zong had driven the other day.
This thought only appeared in Rong Yan's heart for a while before it quickly disappeared.
However, Rong Yan's guess was right. That was Tang Zong's car.
As soon as she left the prison, he followed her impatiently.