Qin Ruo, You Owe Me A Favour

"Name is Qin Ruo, I don't have a family. What name should I call you by?" Qin Ruo felt that she could do the ideological work of this woman.

"Concubine Shangguan Qing. Anyway, I won't embarrass you this time, but you have to remember that you owe me a favor." Concubine Shangguan Qing thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I owe you a favor." Qin Ruo could only agree, and Qin Ruo left.

The aura on this woman was very strong, so, he felt a little depressed. Henceforth, he planned to stay far away.

"You want to run?" When Qin Ruo was about to get into the car, Concubine Shangguan Qing flashed to the front of the car door with the flute in her hand pointing at Qin Ruo's chest.

"What am I running? Didn't I say I owe you a favor, so you can let you go now?" Qin Ruo said with a wry smile.

"Then, if you're gone, how I'm I going to find you? So you can't go." Concubine Shangguan Qing glared at Qin Ruo.