C16 I Didn't Miss Her

The night was dark, in the building that Ye Han and Ye Wenhui lived in, there was a black car parked there.

The lights were dim, the cigarette butts flickering in and out of the car, reflecting the man's sullen face.

The pointer on her wrist pointed to three in the morning, but the woman was still nowhere to be seen.

Mu Qingcheng, who had waited in the car for five hours