"I'll go take a look." Yingzi dropped that sentence and immediately ran toward the crowd gathered around the scene.
"Miss, there are a lot of people over here. Let's move a little to the side so you won't get bumped."
Nanny Wu looked around, then helped Su Qiao to the doorway of a nearby ready-made clothing shop.
Xiao Si, bring up the images from over there.
444 was already craning his neck to scan the scene. Hearing Su Qiao, he shook his head. "You'd better not look. You'll definitely get furious."
"Stop rambling."
Nanny Wu promptly helped Su Qiao into the clothing shop, whose décor looked quite upscale, and seated her on the sofa.
The shopkeeper had clearly been drawn outside by the commotion as well. At this moment, only a few servants remained in the shop, all craning their necks to look outside.
They paid no attention to the plainly dressed Su Qiao and Nanny Wu.
Su Qiao sat there quietly, but in reality, she was watching the scene outside through Xiao Si's image frame.
In the middle of the crowd stood a fat, big-eared man who had somehow forced all his flesh into a light-gray suit.
The man was around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. When he glared with his bulging ox eyes, he looked extremely fierce. His hair, originally slicked back with hair oil, was now somewhat disheveled.
Behind him was a car that had crashed into an iron streetlamp. The front of the car was damaged, though not badly.
Of course, the first thing Su Qiao saw was the woman on the ground, her belly swollen with a pregnancy of about six months.
The woman's face was deathly pale. Her features were contorted with pain, her forehead covered in sweat, as she curled up on the ground clutching