C351 Who Is Bewitching Me

It was late when I drove home. The sky was cloudy and the wind was howling. It was probably going to snow again. It had not snowed after winter this year, and the weather was different from previous years.

All along the way, my mind was in a mess. Qin Chien's words were all around my ears.

"Huan Yan, I am indeed hateful, hateful