"Brother Ye, please help me this time, I really need it."
Su Dong who still has an anxious expression couldn't help but pleadingly speak at the currently depressed devilishly handsome young man sitting next to his side while he drives the car as fast as he can.
And Qing Ye who was sad, lonely and showing a pitiful look couldn't help but slowly glance at his panic friend before turning his attention at the phone over on his hand once again while reading the new message that has been sent after a minute when the first one arrives.
His expression attesting to see if he just read the message right while praying that he was reading some of it in a wrong way.
