C168 Can't You See That I Am Trying to Please You

Lu Qinan braved the cold wind and left. The taxi drove out of the hospital door. It was cold outside. She was even opening the window to blow the wind. Her small face was so cold that it turned white.

There was a traffic jam, so she drove slowly.

She hung up the phone gloomily. Her unhappiness was written all over her face.

On the side lane, there was another car. Behind the ink-black window