She saw a tall figure when she looked up

Shi qinglan had finally coaxed LAN Chu to sleep.

The girl was curled up in the quilt, her short legs slightly bent, crystal clear tears still hanging on her long curled eyelashes, and her pink lips were slightly pouted, looking aggrieved ...

"LAN Chu is at my house. Don't worry, young master Bai." After Shi qinglan sent Bai Yuchen a WeChat message, she also went to bed.

Bai Yuchen was still searching aimlessly.

He held the steering wheel tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were visible. His eyebrows were full of anxiety and frustration. The more he drove around the city, the more his heart slowly sank ...

"F * ck." Bai Yuchen suddenly stopped by the side of the road.

He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the steering wheel. A shrill horn immediately sounded. The man closed his eyes and leaned back, pressing his slightly scraped fist against his brow bone.

He should not have quarreled with her ...