C150 I hate this f*cking quiet!

On the wide asphalt road, Su Wanbai walked forward quickly, the hand holding the fruit basket slightly sweating.

Yang Yixuan was sick, but he insisted on not going to the hospital. If Andy had not told her, she would not have known. After returning to Ottawa, Su Wanbai had been busy looking for a new job. He didn't have many opportunities to meet Yang Yixuan