Jiang Lan pursed her lips.

She rolled her eyes and saw a lighter on the shelf.

Jiang Lan immediately picked up the lighter and found paper towels in the storage compartment. She rolled the paper towels into a ball and lit it with a lighter.

The smoke drifted out along the car window.

The young man who was looking in the mirror sniffed and finally realized something was wrong. He turned around and looked over.

Finally I saw the smoke coming out of the car window.

He frowned in confusion, walked around the car, and muttered: "Who is smoking in the car with the window closed?"

But think about it, is it wrong? The hood is cold, so the car is not ignited?

He went back to Jiang Lan's car window and tapped it with two fingers.

Jiang Lan quickly responded to him and smashed the car window several times.

The man heard this and said in shock: "Is there someone inside?"

Jiang Lan opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound. He could only smash the car window with his fist. Because he had just lit the ignition, the smoke in the car was a bit thick.

It's indescribably choking when inhaled.

The man listened carefully and found that there was indeed someone inside, but he looked at the car badge and didn't dare to smash it.

So he said to the car: "Just wait, I'll go in and ask whose car this is."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and ran into the hotel lobby.

He stood at the door of the hall and shouted, "There is a Maybach outside with a license plate of five and eight. There are people locked inside. Whose car can we go out to take a look at?"

After he yelled, everyone looked at him.

Everyone was talking, "Whose car is it?"

"I am a Maybach, but my license plate number is not that impressive."

"I don't know, whose is it?"

"Could it be that one?"

Everyone was guessing whether it was Lu Jingchi, but he was on the second floor now and they didn't dare to call him.

"Mr. Feng, maybe he belongs to Mr. Lu. He is with Mr. Feng on the second floor. Why don't you go up and ask?"

This young man is Mr. Feng’s youngest son, Feng Qin. His appearance here today is purely accidental, but everyone is familiar with him.

Feng Qin said oh, he didn't think too much about it, after all, human life was at stake.

He quickly went up to the second floor, pushed open the VIP room, stood at the door and shouted, "Who is Mr. Lu? Is the 5.8-meter Maybach yours? Someone is locked in your car!"

As soon as he spoke, the sound in the room suddenly stopped.

Lu Jingchi turned his head slightly and looked towards him.

Xia Yan's expression changed even more. She subconsciously grabbed Lu Jingchi's sleeves. Why was there someone in his car?

He won't bring Jiang Lan here, right?

If this is really the case, when the car door opens and Jiang Lan appears in full view, how can he explain his identity?

"Xiao Qin! Don't make trouble. Why is there someone in Mr. Lu's car? Get out quickly!" Mr. Feng scolded.

Feng Qin was a little anxious, "There is really someone. I heard the sound of knocking. If you don't believe me, go and have a look!"

When Xia Yan saw Lu Jingchi about to stand up, she hugged him hard, almost using up all her strength.

She forced a smile and said, "It's a golden retriever we raised. I didn't bring it with me. Don't worry, Master Feng. It'll be fine."
Chapter completed!