"What do you think?" Qin Shuhan was still disdainful and refused to be seen thousands of miles away. In fact, he was very easy to get along with, but he did not know what was going on. As long as he saw the white cigarette smoke, he would not be angry.

"Okay, I think I should understand." Bai Yanrong closed his eyes bitterly and lightly, with a trace of determination, brushed past him and left here in a state of despair.

Qin Shuhan's mouth moved a few times, and then he sneered, not thinking of retaining at all.

No sooner had Bai Yanrong gone out than the tears began to...