Gu Qiaoqiao wiped the sweat from her face, anxiously waiting for Qin Yize's arrival.
In the summer at the Imperial Capital, the air carried strands of floating warmth, and the lush green tree leaves beside the square seemed lackluster.
Gu Qiaoqiao's heart grew increasingly agitated.
Before long, a jeep sped over.
It stopped abruptly in front of Gu Qiaoqiao.
Qin Yize leaned out, opened the other side of the car door, and Gu Qiaoqiao, holding her shoulder bag, got into the car.
"Can you find out where the license plate is from?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked urgently as soon as she sat down.
"I'm checking," Qin Yize said as he turned the steering wheel and drove onto the road.
"Where are we going now?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked hoarsely.
"To the An Family," Qin Yize glanced at Gu Qiaoqiao, his voice gentle, "Don't worry. Maybe Xiaotong will be back when we get there."
I hope so.