C851 Vinegar

With a click, a text message came in. Lu Yihan pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the contents of the text message, then threw the phone back onto the dashboard before driving away.

Xinyu washed her face and came out of the bathroom to see Qin Fangang smoking on the balcony.

The man's tall body stood alone on the balcony. He had already smoked half of the cigarette between his fingers