Lu Shaming, We're Over
Editor: Larbre Studio
Ning Qing and Jian Han were sitting in a taxi. It was raining cats and dogs outside. Looking at the grey weather and the small puddles slowly forming on the road, Ning Qing felt cold. She held Jian Han's hand as she said. "Sister Jian, I feel very uneasy, as if something bad will happen today."
Jian Han patted her little hand as she comforted her, "Ning Qing, don't be too nervous. Young Master Lu is a man. You should believe him for now."
Ning Qing nodded slowly. She could only trust him.
Just then, she saw a familiar figure through the window, and she blurted out, "Driver, stop the car!"
The driver parked his car by the roadside.
"Ning Qing, what's wrong?"
"Sister Jian, look, Shaoming."
Jian Han followed Ning Qing's gaze. Not far away, a Bentley stopped in front of a luxury hotel. The door opened, and the waiter in the hotel welcomed Lu Shaoming with an umbrella.