Subconsciously, she yelled at Lu Ming, "Husband! Stop the car!"
"..." Lu Ming immediately stopped the car on the roadside and turned his gaze towards Jing Yiren's line of sight.
"What's wrong?"
Jing Yiren was pointing outside the window, and had already opened the car door: "That man is Xue Fanghua's husband, he seems to be in trouble." As she spoke, Jing Yiren got out of the car and ran towards the opposite side of the street.
Lu Ming followed and got out of the car.
Jing Yiren jogged up to the middle-aged man, who was bleeding from the bottom of his foot but didn't care, tightly holding a stack of printed papers in his arms, many of which were sweat-soaked and blurred beyond recognition.
Jing Yiren instinctively asked, "Uncle! Do you recognize me?"
"..." The man suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at the beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him.
After sizing up Jing Yiren from head to toe, the man's eyes reddened in the next second.
