When Lin Hanxing drove back, Luo Wensu was about to drive out.
He got out of the car when he saw her.
As if he did not see Luo Wensu, Lin Hanxing walked past him.
"Last night ..." She said.
Luo Wensu's voice was low, and it was not hard to hear that he still had a hangover.
Lin Hanxing stopped in his tracks.
"I've lost my composure, I'm sorry."
Last night, he was with he zhehan and he did drink a little too much.
But it wasn't to the extent of being unconscious.
So, Luo Wensu still remembered what had happened last night.
He looked at Lin Hanxing with a complicated expression. He did not forget the murderous intent he saw in her eyes last night.
If not for her mother's sudden appearance ...
&Quot; you should be glad that I appeared in time last night. &Quot;
Lin Hanxing's cold gaze swept across Luo Wensu's face, and he only threw out these intriguing words.
What if Lin youlin did not appear?
