Danger

Chunyu Zhe was sitting in the back seat. The window was rolled down halfway, so he could hear the mournful cries coming from the noisy street.

When he subconsciously followed the sound of crying, he saw a familiar figure.

On the busy street, Xu Yunjun squatted on the side of the street, her head buried in her arms as she burst into tears.

Since he couldn't see Xu Yunjun's face, Chunyu Zhe recognized him immediately.

"Stop…"

Chunyu Zhe opened his mouth and instinctively wanted to ask the driver to stop, but he stopped halfway after saying one word.

He and Xu Yunjun had already broken up. What happened to her had nothing to do with him anymore.

"Young Master, what did you say?"

Chunyu Zhe only said one word, but his voice was not loud. The driver did not hear him clearly and looked at him through the rearview mirror.

"It's nothing."

Chunyu Zhe retracted his gaze from the window and even rolled up the window.