C287 You Are a Good Man

After that, Zhao Qinghe didn't say anything. He was suddenly called away by a phone. He arranged everything, called Zhao Chanqiu's car, and left in a hurry.

Zhao Chanqiu sat in the backseat. He pulled on the corner of his shirt gloomily and lowered his head. He did not say a word.

The driver saw that he was really pitiful and could not help but feel his heart ache. "What's wrong