C446 Curry Noodle

Han Xin An's mood was clearly out of control. Qin XuanAo parked his car by the side of the road and handed her a bottle of water. His voice was very gentle as he said, "Xin'er, don't be angry. Drink some water first and we'll talk slowly."

Qin XuanAo's gentle appearance made Han Xin feel as if his fist had landed on cotton. Her whole body instantly deflated as she slumped into a chair