Chapter 11 Malice

Miao Xiaobei, rushing down the stairs after her friend, saw it all happen with her own eyes.

She pushed through the crowd frantically and stood in front of her good friend, who was lying in a pool of her own fresh blood. Miao Xiaobei dropped to the floor in a panic, drawing her friend into her arms.

She shouted, "Doctor, doctor, help!" Her voice was weak and thin, but she still managed a desperate screech.

Everything that had happened was beyond the expectations of Murong Ling. He fixed his sharp gaze on Miao Wanwan, who was still sitting on the ground.

Seeing her crying for help despite the pain she was in and the fact that she was suffering from a shortness of breath, he strode towards her.

The driver was perplexed after the hit becasuebecause he had just been driving his car as usual. "How could it have happened?"

Seeing Murong Ling coming over, Miao Xiaobei immediately sank into a subservient position, kowtowing heavily to him from the floor.

"It was all my fault. I was vici