Inside the bus.
Seeing Mo Dongqiang killed, everyone turned pale with fright. Yan Ziyu clenched her fists tightly, beating weakly against the bus window, her beautiful eyes red and tearful as she looked at Ma Xingyou's back.
The two had met while working in the hospital. He was a doctor and she was a nurse, and it had taken them only half a year to go from colleagues to a couple.
Chapter 20