บท 97: Chapter 97: Car Accident or Foul Play?

In the blink of an eye, the sports car accelerated and came roaring toward her—

Amidst the gasps of pedestrians, Yan Xiaye had no time to react and dodged to the side, but her arm still scraped harshly against the car door, the skin burning with acute pain.

The piercing sound of screeching brakes tore through the sky, and the driver's side door swung open rapidly as a flustered figure hurried out, "I'm so sorry, I'm not very familiar with the domestic speed limits, please tell me if you need to go to the hospital?"

Yan Xiaye furrowed her brows and looked ahead, her gaze fixed on Yin Mo's anxious face for a moment, "Is it you?"

"Miss Yan?"

Yin Mo, equally surprised, covered her mouth with her slender, soft fingers and hurried over to Yan Xiaye with great apology, "How are you, did you get hurt anywhere?"

"Stop pretending, you did it on purpose."