C365 I will Not Let You Go

The next morning, as Mo Li stepped out of the building, the sun was blazing, making her feel a bit uneasy. She stood by the side of the building, shading her eyes with her hands, suddenly feeling a little dizzy.

A familiar red Maserati was parked nearby. Qinghua, in his usual white shirt and blue jeans, stood beside it. His handsome face looked just as striking in the sunlight