There was no better time than the present!
After dinner, Long Yan drove his sports car through the neon-lit streets. After driving around the city a few times, he finally made up his mind. He turned the steering wheel sharply, locked onto his destination, the Yan family, and sped away.
The car sped to the entrance of Yan Qing's Villa. Before they got out of the car, they saw Yan Qing holding Bai LAN in his arms under the street light.
Just as he was about to push the door open to get out of the car, he paused and sat in the car, watching quietly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this," Yan Qing said, patting Bai Lan's back.
it's not your fault. I didn't handle my relationship problems well. Not only did I not help you, but I also implicated you.
