Song Anran gripped the seatbelt. "Where are you driving me?"
"Go to the police station." After a fierce internal struggle, Song Hanzheng made his final decision.
Sending her away will only give her temporary refuge, but her crimes will only become more serious.
"Are you crazy, Song Hanzheng! You know you've wronged me, yet you still treat me like this?" Song Anran grabbed Song Hanzheng's arm, trying to make him stop the car.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Song Hanzheng's face was cold. "You turn yourself in, and then I'll beg Lu Zhiwei. I'll even use my life to offset her hatred, to exchange my life for her grandmother's life, to beg her forgiveness. The court will be lenient with you."
"You're so naive. Naive to the point of being stupid. You should cut open your head with a scalpel and see what's inside."
Song Anran completely ignored what Song Hanzheng was saying.
She kept scratching at the steering wheel, trying to get Song Hanzheng to stop the car.
Song Hanzheng was no longer able to drive properly, and the car wobbled along the highway.
Finally, he was forced to stop. "You're pregnant. Pregnant women can be spared the death penalty. Brother, this is for your own good."
"If it's for my own good, why don't you go to jail yourself?"
“Sure, as long as the court agrees to let me take the blame, why not?” Song Hanzheng said without hesitation.
Song Anran opened the car door: "You talk a good game."
Clutching the card Song Hanzheng had given her, Song Anran left without looking back.
He hadn't even taken two steps.
Police cars surrounded them from all directions.
Song Anran's expression froze for a moment. She quickly returned to the car and ordered Song Hanzheng, "Drive!"
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