Inside the car, the sound of the rain outside was isolated.
Lu Zhui said,"young master, miss Bai has started to miss you again these few days." &Nbsp;
In the back row, Nian Jue sat upright.
His sickly face revealed a touch of coldness and gloominess.
"Do you want to go see her?"
"Yes."
The answer was neither warm nor cold.
Lu Zhui sighed and didn't say anything else.
Very soon, they arrived at Bai Qingqing's previous residence.
Nian lie entered the room with a cold air around him. He looked at the messy living room and didn't make a sound.
A woman's voice could be heard from the kitchen.
He gestured to Lu Zhui, who was at the door. Lu Zhui stepped out and closed the door gently.
There was no sound.
Nian lie walked toward the kitchen.
The woman's voice grew louder.
"He hasn't come to see me for a week."
