Jiang Yibo and Fu Xinjing followed Ning Xiuyuan out, both calling out tensely, "Qiqi."
"You guys take him home first, see you at school tomorrow," Qiao Qiqi said, then got into the driver's seat of the car and drove away.
The three left at the police station entrance could only watch her leave.
Fu Xinjing hailed a taxi, and the three got in. Because the driver was there, the two wanted to say something but had to hold back.
At Ning Xiuyuan's home, Ning Xiuyuan slumped onto the sofa, looking grim.
"Boss, I'm not blaming you, but how could you treat Qiqi like that? She's been worried sick about you, and you didn't even say a word to her?" Fu Xinjing couldn't help but say.
"Yeah, if it weren't for Qiqi, you wouldn't be out at all! Not thanking her is one thing, but seeing her anxious to save you and you remain indifferent?" Jiang Yibo couldn't help but add.
"You guys go back first, I want to be alone," Ning Xiuyuan's hand clenched into a fist, the veins on his hand bulging.
