In the taxi, Jiang Yaoyao's phone rang soon.
"Tell me the license plate of the car tailing you," came the warm, magnetic voice of Bo Jinlan over the phone.
Jiang Yaoyao looked into the rearview mirror and began to recite.
"I'll send you my location. Ask the driver to head over directly," Bo Jinlan instructed again.
Jiang Yaoyao: "Okay."
There was a moment of silence on the phone.
She was about to hang up...
"Don't be afraid," the man's warm voice seemed to whisper right in her ear, "Your boyfriend will protect you."
Jiang Yaoyao was stunned.
Before she had time to react, the call ended.
Right after, the scoundrel's message popped up on WeChat.
Jiang Yaoyao glanced at it and looked up to say, "Master, to Fenglan Club, please."
The driver was still eager: "Ah? Don't worry, officer. I've been following that Mercedes in front this whole time! This bastard definitely can't get away!"