C897 Hopefully the Premonition Is Wrong

"San Ye?" "San Ye?" Seeing that the man stopped walking away, Lu Qingyuan asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

The man's gaze landed on the figure that was gradually disappearing, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

Pushing open the yard door, Ji Mo put away her umbrella and said, "I'm back."

Mama Ji, who usually came out at the first moment, did not move