Sheng Yan spoke in a deep voice, "Where is that business card?"
He Jinxia handed it over to Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan stared at the blood-red back of the card for a while, a thoughtful look flashing across his eyes, "Leave this matter to me, don't think about anything."
He Jinxia frowned, wanting to say something, but at that moment Sheng Yan raised his hand and gently caressed her lips, his eyes luminous as the stars.
"Jinxia, trust me, don't interfere with this matter, okay?"
He Jinxia choked on her words, looking at the man's slightly worried eyes, she smiled gently, revealing a beautiful smile.
"Okay, I won't interfere."
In fact, she couldn't interfere even if she had wanted to.
In modern society, she was powerless, not like in ancient times when one would travel with a thousand followers. What could she do?
For her, the only option was to call the police.
