Song Xingyao memorized the license plate and collapsed to the ground.
When Song Qiao realized that she was close to death, the look of terror on her face made her look somewhat ferocious.
The mall's security guards and Qiao Yiming ran over together.
"Sister Yaoyao, are you alright?!"
Qiao Yiming grabbed her shoulder and looked her up and down. Only then did Song Xingyao come to her senses and shake her head.
"I'm fine."
He glanced down at the person kneeling on the ground.
"How could it be her?"
Song Xingyao didn't speak, but she recognized the woman on the ground as Song Qiao.
Having been recognized, Song Qiao seemed to have lost her composure and couldn't hear what the people around her were saying.
Security personnel surrounded the three women, and the number of onlookers and discussing the situation grew.
"Are you three alright? Hey, Miss Qiao?"
The security guards recognized Qiao Yiming, and the surrounding commotion intensified.
The two men stood up first, and Song Qiao was lifted up by the two big men, her legs still weak.
By the time they realized what was happening, the three of them had already arrived at the mall's VIP lounge.
Bai Xiujin was the first to arrive. It wasn't far from the Bai family's place, so he came over immediately after he finished informing them about the situation here and heard that Qiao Yiming and his group had almost been hit by a car in front of Baiyun Mall.
Seeing that she was alright, I breathed a sigh of relief.
He nodded and greeted Song Xingyao, "Are you alright?"
She shook her head, her eyes fixed on Song Qiao, who was still in a daze.
Bai Xiujin felt that she looked familiar, but he didn't recognize her.
The person next to him began to report: "Mr. Bai, the license plate is fake, but we have already cooperated with the police to retrieve the surveillance footage."
"Fake?"
Song Xingyao murmured those two words silently.
"What's wrong, Sister Yao?" Qiao Yiming thought she had discovered something.
Song Xingyao could only shake her head.
I was just thinking: It's nothing, I just think that man is really bold to do such a thing in a busy downtown area.
"You nouveau riche, who did you offend?"
Qiao Yiming saw Song Qiao sitting on the sofa, trembling, and asked in a slightly louder voice.
When Song Qiao heard someone ask, she only murmured softly, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, don't kill me..."
"No... Ah!"
Then his hands and feet twitched, and he subsequently lost consciousness.
Fortunately, Bai Xiujin had brought a doctor because he was worried about someone getting hurt, and the doctor came in handy.
I pressed a few acupoints for him, checked him over, and then stood up.
"Mr. Bai, he's fine. It was just muscle spasms from being too frightened. He also had some minor cuts on his hands, which have been treated."
"Song Xingyao!!!"
The man who pushed open the door spoke with anxiety and unease.
Seeing that she was sitting peacefully on the sofa, he went over and pulled her into his arms.
Qiao Yiming quietly moved to a different spot.
"Fu Siming, what brings you here?"
"Why shouldn't I come? Such a big thing has happened."
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine here!" she said, gently pressing down the strands of hair that had stood up from running.
Meeting her gaze, Fu Siming noticed Song Qiao lying unconscious on the sofa and immediately understood the reason for the situation.
Bai Xiujin immediately realized that this was not a simple car accident. His gaze fell on Qiao Yiming, but he did not ask any questions.
He grabbed Qiao Yiming's hand and led him outside.
Qiao Yiming: "Hey, why are you pulling me? I..."
Bai Xiujin: "Alright, I'll take you back. Let them wait a bit."
Being called a third wheel, Qiao Yiming didn't have a chance to refute it and got into the car.
Only Song Xingyao and her husband remained inside.
Song Xingyao: "It's Sun Jiming, isn't it? With all this paternity test stuff going on lately, how dare he still..."
Fu Siming: "That driver is already dead. Ang caught up with his body at the wastewater reservoir in the suburbs. He was poisoned. Even if the police come, they won't be able to find him."
Song Xingyao: "What! Dead?"
Seeing the man nod, Song Xingyao realized how ruthless he was, killing without hesitation and completely disregarding human life.
"You were in too much danger this time." His tone became more stern.
"I'm sorry, my... instinctive action was too dangerous, I didn't..."
"I don't blame you. He'll do anything for fame and fortune. I don't know what he'll do next. Song Xingyao, please don't put yourself in danger, okay?"
Mu Mu nodded. Song Xingyao knew that he did not intend to stop her actions, but only blamed himself for not being able to protect her at all times.
"I know..."
The woman on the sofa gradually woke up, and the strength in her hands and feet returned, but the fear in her eyes had not faded at all.
Song Xingyao stood up and walked over, "Song Qiao, you..."
But she quickly pushed him away from the woman on the sofa, shouting, "I don't know, I don't know anything..."
He got up from the sofa and ran outside.
No one stopped her along the way.
Song Xingyao wasn't a saint and didn't intend to meddle in her affairs. She just wanted to remind her to be careful of Sun Jiming, but before she could finish speaking, he had already run away.
The man behind her grabbed her wrist. "It's okay, she's not that stupid, she won't go back."
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
Fu Siming desperately wanted to bring her back to Haiyan and keep an eye on her every moment, but she was still living in the Fu family home.
Because of Sun Jiming's matter, Fu Quan will likely be even more opposed. He must resolve everything before he can bring Song Xingyao back to his side.
It's safe.
After this incident, Song Xingyao was somewhat distraught. Being frightened was secondary; what worried her more was the thought of Fu Siming, whom she might run into Sun Jiming at any moment.
The car was parked not far from the Fu residence.
"Song Xingyao, trust me, I will definitely handle it."
Since the man had seen through her, Song Xingyao decided not to hide it anymore.
"He's crazier than I imagined... Fu Siming..."
"Hmm," the warmth of the man's palm came through, "Don't be afraid. He's too despicable. He came here from an ordinary person, so naturally he can't be clean. I'm also investigating Lin Mei. If possible, Song Xingyao, can you do me a favor?"
"Help you?" It was rare to hear him make such a request, which pleased Song Xingyao, because he didn't push her away.
“I promised Li Zhi I would take care of Li Xinyi. When you go to see her, I want you to tell her not to provoke Sun Jiming and to prioritize her own safety. Also, there is some evidence that Sun Jiming is organizing children to engage in sex trafficking. Try to distance yourself from him as much as possible. However, Sun Jiming probably hasn’t let her know about these things.”
"Okay, I understand. I'll find an opportunity to meet with her."
After saying that, he pulled her closer, his soft lips landing on hers, his strong hands gently stroking her back.
Song Xingyao's eyelashes trembled slightly. Despite their intimacy, it couldn't soothe the unease in her heart.
She thought things probably wouldn't be peaceful for a while.
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