There be Some Private Matter to Deal with

When he was about to leave the hospital, Su Qinglian wanted to turn around, so he looked at Gong Chen and got into the car.

She had left the Lian City for too long, it was time to go back and take a look.

Along the way, the atmosphere was extremely strange. Shi Hanmo rested one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the car window.

Bai Mufeng and Zhao Bobo sat in the back seat together, the distance between the two of them seemed to be separated by a river, as their seats were close to each other's window, with expressions of disgust and awkwardness, as though they had done something unspeakable with their backs facing each other. Bai Mufeng and Zhao Bobo sat together in the rear seat, the distance between the two of them seemed like they were separated by a river, as though they were separated by a river.

Su Qinglian leaned against the comfortable back of the chair and calmly took out his phone from his bag.