Tu Yanming's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition seeping in. He laughed and called out, "Muyun..."
Li Muyun dragged up the corners of her lips, her beautiful eyes shifting, a stunning gleam on her lips, "What are you waiting for? Get in the car, little Tu!"
Watching her slightly pouted, bright red lips, Tu Yanming's heart was thrown into disarray in an instant!
...
In a hospital ward, Lu Yinchu handed Li Weihuan a glass of water. Taking it, Li Weihuan said, "Thank you, Uncle."
"No need for formalities!"
Lu Yinchu sat on the chair by the bed, craving a smoke, but he couldn't smoke in the ward.
As Li Weihuan drank his water, his heart was far from peace.
Finishing half a glass of water, he couldn't continue drinking, and put the glass aside. Finally, he couldn't resist but speak first.
"Uncle, do you remember a few nights ago, when you called me?"
Lu Yinchu's gaze shimmered, nodding, "I remember, what is it?"
