Xiang Wan's neck was stiff as she looked at him as if she had seen a ghost. "What?"
Bai Muchuan replied succinctly and clearly, "Investigation!"
Why go to my house for investigation? Xiang Wan was perplexed.
…
The rain had become light showers from the sounds of pitter-patter on the car.
True enough, Bai Muchuan's car entered the street that Xiang Wan was familiar with.
However, he did not turn into the alley but stopped at the side of the bus stop.
Xiang Wan wanted to remind him that he would be slapped with an illegal parking fine, but when she saw his serious expression, she swallowed her words—it was not her money anyway.
She got out of the car, took her laptop bag, and walked a few steps when she choked on a raindrop that went inside her nose, causing her to sneeze.
She heard the closing sound of the car door behind her, and an umbrella was extended to her.
