Jiang Siyan turned to look at her and raised his hand to knock on her forehead, "Facing such a dangerous situation, you can still laugh?"
Jiang Jiu touched her forehead in pain, "As a professional journalist, these things are all common occurrences. Besides, they are not the police, can they really detain us? Ruan Yuan and I left with the production team's knowledge, if we really didn't make it back, they would have called the police to rescue us."
Jiang Siyan's narrow eyes slightly narrowed, "So, you don't care about your own safety at all? Do you know you are running a fever, if those people really did something to you, you would be the one suffering!"
Jiang Jiu, feeling a bit guilty, leaned against the back of the chair, "Jiang Siyan, you are quite fierce."
Jiang Siyan didn't speak, and Jiang Jiu pretended to have a headache, "I feel a bit dizzy and it hurts too."
