Zhao Xingchen quickly nodded.
"Oh, oh, oh, let's go, let's go."
Speaking, Zhao Xingchen walked out, his gaze constantly turning to look at Huo Ci.
On the way home, the driver drove.
Zhao Xingchen sat in the passenger seat.
Huo Ci held a teacup while sitting in the back seat.
Perhaps Huo Ci acted too strangely at the swimming pool.
So much so that Zhao Xingchen felt a bit uneasy.
He frequently looked at the rear-view mirror to check on Huo Ci.
Again and again, he glanced.
Repeatedly.
Until Huo Ci raised his head and frowned.
"Anything wrong?"
Zhao Xingchen realized and quickly replied.
"Oh, just, just the little beauty?
Why isn't she with Brother Ci?
Did she go back alone?
Isn't there a risk?"
Huo Ci stared at Zhao Xingchen for a long time, then said something profound.
"She has always been here."
He spoke softly and gently.
Suddenly, Zhao Xingchen got goosebumps all over.
He felt a chill down his back.
