Ding Qingle didn't answer Mingyao directly. Instead, she glared at her fiercely, snorted, and said, "What's it to you?"
She applied ice water to her face and muttered, "I knew I shouldn't have helped you."
Mingyao glanced at the time; it was already past ten o'clock.
She needs to get home quickly.
Mingyao took out her phone, intending to send a message to Pei Siyu.
Unfortunately, my phone is broken and I can't turn it on.
Mingyao pulled the still-shaken woman into a taxi first, then looked at Ding Qingle and said, "Let's go, let's go back together."
"I'll pay the fare."
Ding Qingle glanced at Ming Yao sideways, her lips twitching slightly, and said sarcastically, "Do I need you to pay my fare?"
Who do you think you are?!
Mingyao nodded, "Okay, then we'll be going now."
Just as she was about to ask the taxi driver to leave, Ding Qingle, who had been stubborn just moments before, suddenly changed her mind.
"etc."
Ding Qingle, her face dark, crawled into the carriage.
She stared straight ahead and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
Mingyao, holding onto her seatbelt, was puzzled as to why Ding Qingle had suddenly changed her mind.
Just as she was wondering, she caught a glimpse of Du Feng not far away out of the corner of her eye.
Du Feng got out of the sports car and ran straight toward the taxi.
Ding Qingle urged, "Let's go quickly."
The taxi driver didn't hesitate either; he floored the accelerator and sped off in a flash.
Du Feng was so angry that he stood there in a helpless rage, glaring at the group as if he wanted to devour them alive.
The woman sitting next to Ding Qingle turned around, stared at Du Feng who had turned into a black dot, and muttered, "What's he doing here?"
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