Suddenly, everyone turned their attention to the two men, including Li Sitong, who stopped in her tracks on the way to her seat and looked at them. But at that moment, everyone saw a sight that was entirely out of place—the two burly men were actually holding two submachine guns!
Was this the rhythm of a hijacking?
As Li Sitong saw this, she completely broke down. What was wrong with her? Every single thing seemed to catch up with her whenever she left home, and not just that. Upon seeing the submachine guns, her legs gave out, and she collapsed, landing, of all places, right on top of Ye Xiao!
Ye Xiao opened his eyes to find Li Sitong lying on top of him!
Their gazes locked!
Li Sitong was at a loss for words at that moment!
Ye Xiao, ever the smooth talker, looked at the distressed Li Sitong and said, "Miss, please compose yourself!"
At Ye Xiao's words, Li Sitong's originally delicate face flushed red as if she could bleed.
"Don't make a sound. There's a hijacking!"
