C635 The Smell of Gunpowder

"What's wrong? Why the long face?" Qiao Zifan was at a loss for words. He was worried that if he said anything to upset Mo Shu, he might have to endure some tough times again. So, while Lin Yiru was still around, Qiao Zifan was extra cautious with his words, fearing Mo Shu might react unpredictably.

"Nothing's wrong. Just focus on driving and don't worry about me!" In truth