A Deep Crack

Xia Qinglee sat by the bed and secretly sized up Lu Qian. When she saw him looking up at her, she immediately lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting to be punished.

It had been twenty minutes since Lu Qian walked into the room. Lu Qian had not said a word. He did not answer whatever Xia Qinglee said.

Xia Qinglee had always been afraid of Lu Qian, who had a dark face. Furthermore, something like that had happened yesterday. She could not help but feel guilty.

She thought about it and why did he feel guilty? The phone was not broken by her. Even if she was angry, it was still her anger.

Thinking about it, she became bolder and slowly straightened her back. "How did you know I was here?"

Xia Qinglee was very puzzled in her heart. She had clearly left a note and said that she was going to Qin Yuvyuv's house. Could it be that. . . He called to ask.