Chapter 791: The Smell of Conspiracy

"Dudu....."

The sound of Jin Zhijie's phone falling to the floor could be heard.

Because just now, he had silently calculated the time, from the moment he crashed into the Land Rover until he heard Qin Yu's voice saying "brush brush," a full half hour had passed.

What happened?

No, it should be, did Su Banxia swell up?

And, it seemed to be accompanied by crying sounds, this kid, his own beloved bicycle that he refused to ride, now he stood up and pedaled away!

"No....."

Jin Zhijie clenched his fists and knelt on the ground, as if a classic song slowly started playing in his ears: "Snowflakes drifting, cold wind howling...all over the world, vast....."

"Jin Zhijie's call?"

After handing a tissue to Su Banxia, Qin Yu casually asked. He really didn't expect that his casual remark just now would lead Jin Zhijie to imagine so many scenes.

"Mhm...."