Ye Jinwen drove Xiao Qimo back to his residence.
The location information wasn't very precise, but one thing he could be sure of was that Thirteen had been around there!
While Ye Jinwen was driving steadily, a black motorcycle grazed past his car and sped away unexpectedly.
He sucked in a breath of cold air. They were 5 cm short of rubbing against each other!
Many men dreamed of owning a motorcycle; he was no exception.
His gaze shifted to the direction of that motorcycle, but he realized…
"Seventh Brother, it's Little Mianmian. She… she's so awesome!" His voice was filled with wonder and envy.
"She seems to be stopping by the bar!"
Ye Jinwen slammed on the brakes, but he reacted again. "No, we have to find Thirteen."
If they missed this chance, he wondered when they would be able to find this person again.
