C220 Hiding from Me Won't Solve the Problem

She skillfully turned the steering wheel, turned the car around, and drove towards Ye Lan's house.

Last night when she sent Ye Lan home, she vaguely remembered the route, so Mo Xiaoxie still had some confidence.

Especially that old and dilapidated building. The engravings were so vivid that Mo Xiaoxie would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance.

Roughly 20 minutes later