Some love stories in this world are destined to end like leaves in the wind, blown away, doomed to fall inevitably!
At a certain moment, she seemed to understand why she felt so disturbed facing Lu Yinchu, but even if she comprehended it, what could that do?
She could do nothing, absolutely nothing! Fortunately, she had not fallen too deep, she thought, he must be the same.
The black Land Rover disappeared in the rain curtain, becoming gradually hard to track. Touching her face, she felt a bit chill, a bit moist!
Nanxi took a deep breath, worked hard to calm her emotions, prepared to call Bai Yuchuan and inquire about the situation, when she turned around, someone's shadow suddenly loomed into the view...
Nanxi took a step back in fright, then recognized the person, it was—Li Weihuan! When did he arrive?!
"Weihuan, you..."
"Who were you watching just now?" Li Weihuan's voice was very cold, so cold it gave Nanxi a chill.
"Weihuan, why didn't you bring an umbrella..."
