Chu Luo was driving past the lake in his white BMW, and glanced incidentally at the scene in front of him, his gaze abruptly solidifying.
Ling Fei!
In the not-so-small crowd opposite, he recognised Ling Fei at first glance, dressed in a flamboyant red dress, her beauty unabashedly bold.
Chu Luo smiled.
The sharp, inky depths of his eyes suddenly softened, holding the steering wheel, he gently stepped on the brakes and pulled over.
Exiting the car, he casually shut the door, coolly leaning on the bonnet, his hands in his pockets, watching Ling Fei who was filming across the street.
An argument seemed to have ensued.
Ling Fei said a few words to the woman in front of her, and then reached out to grab the sleeve of a man.
After a few exchanges, Ling Fei who had been standing by the lake, was pushed by the man, and she suddenly fell backward into the lake, splashing water all around her.
Ling Fei fell into the lake!