Isn't it?
A trace of doubt appeared in Li Qiao's eyes just as the waiting business car door slowly approached from a distance.
As the automatic door opened, He Chen sat boldly by the window inside the car.
He supported his head with one hand, lazily opening his eyes, "You guys continue, I can wait."
Li Qiao: "..."
She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu, seemingly waiting for him to clarify.
The man curved his lips and brushed the snow off her shoulder, "Indeed busy, helping Qiu Huan handle some troubles in South City."
Qiu Huan...
Li Qiao suddenly understood, no wonder she hadn't heard from him for so long, it turns out he was in trouble.
She glanced at the interior of the car once more, vaguely seeing a blurred figure.
At this moment, He Chen adjusted his coat and looked chillingly at the outside, "If you two plan to walk back, I might as well close the door."
Already an old couple, still acting like they're in love, isn't it too mushy?
