"Ye's people are very closely guarded. Now there are only a few people in the East Station. We'll go there."

Song Mengjie followed her out of the hotel door, took the car and sped off toward the East station. Half the way, the black-dressed man asked her to get off. "There are often taxis here, you can easily stop," she paused, her voice sharpened. "Of course, you can run away, but in Dongjiang City, as long as you appear, Ye Jia can easily find you, you are smart. Man, I don't need to teach you what to do."

She gave Song Mengjie her ticket and passport and everything. When Song...