Xiang Zhilan was slightly surprised, turned around and looked at Ni Sitian for a moment, then smiled at each other.

After Feng Jingxian returned, he didn't mention paying at all, and smiled gently, "I'll take you home."

The three of them left the Grand Hotel. Xiang Zhilan got into Feng Jingxian's car, while Ni Sitian waved to them from outside and said with a smile, "I won't be a third wheel. You two go on your date. Someone will pick me up in a bit."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Zhilan assumed that Xu Tingchuan would come to pick her up, so she didn't insist on asking her to get in the car.

After waving goodbye, Feng Jingxian started the car and drove into the traffic.

Ni Sitian watched them drive away, unable to suppress the smile on her lips. She was so happy for Xiang Zhilan.

After looking away, she let out a soft breath, tightened the scarf around her neck, and prepared to cross the street to hail a taxi.

She said someone was coming to pick her up just to put Xiang Zhilan at ease; she simply didn't want to disturb their precious time together.

Xu Tingchuan had said yesterday that he might have to work late today, so she naturally wouldn't ask him to pick her up.

The wind was particularly sharp on this winter night, stinging her delicate skin. She instinctively shrank her neck and buried her face in her scarf.

Suddenly, someone ran past her from behind, grabbed her bag, and yanked it off.

She stumbled forward two steps, almost falling, and when she came to her senses, her bag had already been snatched away.

Ni Sitian immediately chased after the person, shouting as she ran. Many people on the street looked at her, and some kindly helped her chase after him.

The purse snatcher ran incredibly fast; Ni Sitian was almost out of breath from running before she caught up with him.

A black sedan suddenly cut in front of the purse snatcher, blocking his way. Ni Sitian took the opportunity to run up to him.

A man wearing a black mask got out of the car, grabbed the purse snatched it back, and threw it to Ni Sitian.

Ni Sitian thanked her repeatedly and hurriedly checked the contents of her bag.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a cold light out of the corner of my eye!

"Watch out!" Ni Sitian shouted urgently when she saw the thief pull a small knife out of his sleeve and stab the man in the abdomen.

The man reacted quickly, blocking the knife with his arm, and the thief took the opportunity to run away!

Ni Sitian didn't even bother with the bag anymore and rushed forward, anxiously asking, "Sir, sir, are you alright?"

She saw blood flowing from his light brown coat, gasped in alarm, and immediately tried to call for an ambulance.

"Wait a minute." The man pressed down on her hand that was on the phone, frowning as he said, "No."

Ni Sitian heard the voice behind the mask sound so familiar, and looked up in surprise at the person's face.

This! Isn't that Jiang Yun?!

Ni Sitian almost screamed, but Jiang Yun quickly covered her mouth and shook his head.

She came to her senses and saw so many onlookers around her. She realized that Jiang Yun was a celebrity, and if he were recognized, it would be another headline news story. Although he was doing a good deed, he probably didn't want to be in the news like this.

She immediately nodded, indicating that she understood.

Jiang Yun released her and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Ni Sitian nodded, not understanding what he meant, but he gestured with his eyes for her to get into the driver's seat.

As more and more people gathered, Ni Sitian was afraid that Jiang Yun would be recognized, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into the driver's seat.

Jiang Yun sat in the passenger seat, his hand covering his upper arm, sweat beading on his forehead, and said to Ni Sitian, "Drive to Aitian Private Hospital."