Zhang Yang stood up and walked to Yao Xiaoya's side, with a guilty look on his face: "Xiaoya, I have something to tell you."
Yao Xiaoya was full of joy and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"Um...our brigade just called me and said that there was something I needed to go back to deal with..." Zhang Yang lied, subconsciously not wanting to hurt Yao Xiaoya.
Yao Xiaoya frowned and made a sad face: "What's the matter? Can't you handle it when you go to work tomorrow?"
Zhang Yang looked at her expression and felt guilty for a while, but he still said: "It's just a small matter. Some car accident handling information needs to be submitted, so I, the traffic police officer who handles it, must complete it. So..."
He showed a flattering expression and said, "You will let the photographer take photos of you alone later. I will try to be as quick as possible and be back soon, okay?"
Yao Xiaoya cried and remained silent.
Zhang Yang gently stroked her shoulder and persuaded softly: "I'm really sorry. I'm really quick and will be back soon. I'm sorry..."
Yao Xiaoya sighed heavily and said faintly: "What else should I do? This is the only way to go. Go back as soon as possible!"
Zhang Yang responded quickly and hurriedly rode his motorcycle towards Huayuan Street.
Soon they arrived at the community where Joshua lived. Zhang Yang parked the car and ran quickly, barely stopping on the road. It wasn't until he knocked on the door of Joshua's house that he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Joshua was intact.
Qiao Shuya couldn't help being surprised when she saw Zhang Yang's nervous expression, panting, and wearing a crisp suit.
"Why don't you answer the phone?" Zhang Yang stood at the door and asked.
"Ah? Did you call me?" Joshua looked confused and turned around to walk into the room. She had been watching a tragic Korean drama in the living room just now. Her phone was in the room and she didn't pay attention.
When she got the phone and looked at it, she saw that there were indeed several missed calls. She immediately felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear..."
"It scared me to death." Zhang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, walked in and sat down to catch his breath. He made several more calls along the way, but no one answered. He was worried to death.
Joshua was inexplicably confused and couldn't help but say: "What are you worried about? Didn't I tell you this morning? I'm fine. Nothing happened!"
Zhang Yang looked at her and was about to speak when he heard a knock on the door.
Joshua walked to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"Is that the courier, Chu Ling?" was the answer from the door.
Qiao Shuya frowned and muttered: "Delivery? I haven't bought anything recently... Could it be that He Yun bought something?" As he said this, he went to open the door.
Behind his ears, Zhang Yang suddenly shouted: "Don't open the door!"
But this reminder was too late, Joshua had already opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a man wearing a hat stood in front of Joshua. Just as Joshua was about to ask him where the express was, the man suddenly lifted his hat and revealed a ferocious face.
Joshua's heart suddenly sank, and she couldn't help but scream. The next second, she was pulled down by a huge force behind her and fell to the ground, spinning around.
There was a faint sound of fighting in her ears. When Joshua calmed down and looked again, she saw that Zhang Yang had already pushed the man to the ground.
"Quick, bring me the rope!" Zhang Yang shouted in a low voice.