"Miss Bai, Miss Bai, let's go back. People here are not familiar with each other, and we don't know where they are." The driver pretended not to see the night sky, but to go forward with Bai Qiuling to leave.

"Why, why, why did he deceive me? I don't want him to deceive me. I hope he can tell me frankly." Bai Qiuling raised her tearful face like asking herself and the driver.

The driver's face was depressed. How could he know why? He thought that the young master had dealt with all these flowers and plants, warblers and swallows. Who knows there was such a thing, but he could...