Qiao Ruoxin had walked down this pitch-black road for a very, very long time, so tired she felt like crying.
The road seemed endless, no matter how much she walked, it never ended.
Suddenly!
Then a blinding high beam shone over, and the sound of a horn blared!
Startled, she quivered slightly and suddenly turned around to see a black Bugatti sports car slowly stopping in front of her.
Then she saw the man inside, it was Mo Chen!
At this moment, Qiao Ruoxin finally understood what it meant to be like rain after a long drought!
She laughed from the bottom of her heart.
The car door swung open, and Mo Chen stepped out, fury emanating off him as he slammed the door and strode toward her.
"Qiao Ruoxin! Are you fucking trying to get yourself killed?"
Before the man could finish, that slender and delicate figure ran towards him and threw herself into his arms, hitting him so hard that he inadvertently took a step back.
