C386 Angry He

The car went silent.

Tang Beiyao walked on the steering wheel and maintained his composure. He looked straight ahead, but his eyebrows were knitted tightly. He did not speak, but the aura around him had clearly turned cold and dark …

In the narrow space, his displeasure became clearer.

"Can I?" Qiao Mu bit her lower lip and stubbornly moved her hand forward. "Tang Beiyao?"

Tang Beiyao frowned