This voice...
Amidst the hatred, there was a trace of hoarseness!
In nearly an instant upon hearing that voice, Ran Xiangsi recognized who the person sitting in the front driver's seat was!
She narrowed her eyes, with her brows slightly furrowed.
"Fu Jingxuan."
She calmly called his name, looking at the person in the front seat.
As if only by this moment did Ran Xiangsi notice that the driver in the front row had already been replaced.
The somewhat older driver earlier had become a young man wearing a black baseball cap and a black mask.
For Ran Xiangsi to recognize him so easily, Fu Jingxuan was not surprised at all.
He leisurely drove the car, his breathing unchanged, his expression still steady.
He consistently focused on looking ahead, occasionally glancing at Ran Xiangsi sitting in the back through the rearview mirror.
"At least, you haven't forgotten me."
