Wen Qinghuan understood Bai Qingling's meaning: contact by phone if there's anything.
She raised her hand and made an OK gesture.
Chu Junming glanced at Bai Qingling in the passenger seat, then looked down to start the engine. The black SUV drove away in the sight of Feng Yize and Wen Qinghuan, like a fish in the deep sea swimming into the night...
"Why did you deceive Feng Yize just now? Aren't you afraid Qinghuan wouldn't be willing to go with him alone?"
In the passenger seat, Bai Qingling turned to look at Chu Junming.
Focused on driving, he didn't turn his head to look at her, just said plainly, "Qinghuan is simple and kind. If Yize can't even get her to have a meal with him, there's no chance for further development."
"…"
Bai Qingling speechlessly turned her head toward the car window.
"You can drop me off at the intersection ahead."
"Do you have something to do?"
