Press off the wall lamp, Qicheng closed the door, first set his mind, and then strode downstairs.

On the street, Qi Ye gritted his teeth, then stepped on the throttle and drove all the way to the seaside.

The salty sea breeze poured in wantonly from the outside, blowing his hair in disorder.

Looking up, Qi Ye looked steadily at the sea, and finally his eyes darkened. He dialed a series of numbers and said, "I want to call the police."

According to Qi Ye's nature, it was long overdue to this step. His retreat was due to Gu Qianmeng.

He was afraid that he would not accept his approach....