The rain was pouring down, washing over the black car.
Jian Qing squinted slightly against the harsh glare of the car's headlights.
There was a thud as the car door opened.
A dark figure emerged from the car, his spirit unbowed despite his haggard appearance.
A silver bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating his devilishly captivating violet eyes.
In the hazy curtain of rain, the sight of that familiar figure made her eyes sting with unexpected tears.
As Shen Hao got out of the car, he immediately directed the umbrella in his hand over Quan Jingwu's head.
"Boss!"
Quan Jingwu's heart was filled with concern for his beloved. His deep violet eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the sight of her unforgettable figure.
As soon as his eyes met her familiar figure, his body tensed, and he hurried over.
The sound of thunder filled the air, and the torrential rain soaked his clothes.
"Boss, your umbrella!" Shen Hao called out.
