A titanium-grey electric scooter wove through the traffic. As Xin Youling cradled the disabled kitten in her arms, she felt as though her own future was practically crippled.
Night was falling. Jiang Ning flicked on the brilliant lights of the scooter and merged into the flow of traffic, blending into the bustling crowd.
Xin Youling was still panic-stricken; she didn't want to carry a criminal record. "Jiang Ning, you just beat someone up, and then you ran away."
Chapter 938