C124 Heartache

"Young master, something's wrong."

Du Yuan reported on the situation while holding his phone.

To think that someone as powerful as him would be squatting at the entrance of the school and staring at a girl every day, he was truly a waste of talent.

"Han Sifeng …"

Just as Han Sifeng reached the school gate and was about to take a taxi to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice