C432 Chapter 432

Duu Luo paced in the living room, nerves shot, glancing toward the staircase again and again—but Xiao Rann still hadn’t come down.

“Did something happen to Bo Sanqian?”

Her brows knit tight. If that was true, then yeah… this was going to be a mess.

If the leading male role was in trouble, what was she supposed to do?

Duu Luo couldn’t think of a solution