"What happened to your friend?"

Feng Chun moved his body and stretched out his hand to stroke the seat belt.

"I'm sorry, I've scared you. My friend has nothing to do..."

Ai Qianqian took off his Bluetooth headset and drove back into the fast lane.

This was the first time Feng Chun cared about her emotions. Feng Chun was faster than her washing in the morning. When she was dressed neatly, Feng Chun was already standing at the door of the hotel suite with her bag. Until she got into the car, she never said a word to her.

The moonlight was bright last night, but today there was no bright sunshine. There were corrugated gray clouds piled up in the sky, and the tall buildings with unique shapes had a postmodern visual effect under the back of the gray clouds.

Ai Qianqian calmed down his emotions and didn't think about Wu Yaoyang for the time being. As long as he persisted for another night, he would send his father's female client away tomorrow morning.

She secretly glanced at Feng Chun's outfit again, and she really didn't understand what event Feng Chun was going to attend today.

Feng Chun was wearing a short-sleeved blue and white polka dot dress with a small lapel collar. The material and workmanship of the skirt were simple and exquisite, and it also highlighted her complexion and temperament.

If you look closely, you can see that the white polka dots have turned slightly yellow, and this skirt is at least ten years ago.

Retro does not mean old, but old models are made new, adding the concept of fashion trends... Ai Qianqian remembered a video about retro that he made last year.

Navigation directions: Go straight to the right with the traffic light ahead.

Feng Chun sets the navigation name only one road name. Ai Qianqian has never heard of that road, so he doesn’t ask too much, and move forward carefully according to the navigation guidelines.

Feng Chun's cell phone rang, and she quickly pressed to answer.

The earpiece is loud, and the man's voice is very distinctive, as if he has a hint of magnetism after being soaked by night and alcohol.

It was the gentleman who had a video with Feng Chun last night.

Ai Qianqian didn't want to hear other people's privacy, but the car space was small and she couldn't avoid it, so she could only pretend not to hear it.

"Are you going to set off tomorrow morning? Will you be too rushed? It's better to adjust, after all, he's been there for almost ten years."

"Well, I think it's better to leave here as soon as possible."

Feng Chun turned his face and looked at the green belt passing through the car window. She was getting closer and closer to her destination, and her heart was almost in her throat.

"Okay, as long as you think it's good. I'll go back a few days later. I'll ask the Filipino maid to clean it carefully tomorrow. You can see how you need to arrange it, so that he will feel like he's going home."

"Well, you arranged it well."

Feng Chun's face was as deep as water, her voice was soft but had no ups and downs, which showed that she was in a bad mood.

I guess the other party also heard it. In order to make her happy, she sucked her mouth and made a "pop" sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hang, there's someone next to you."

Feng Chun felt shy when he was showing his love in front of young people, and his expression was filled with sadness when he hung up the phone.

I really don’t understand what’s wrong with this woman. She obviously has a lover who cares about her and her clothes are very expensive, so why do she always look very melancholy...

The road is getting quieter and quieter, and the navigation prompts you to turn left ahead and arrive soon.

"Stop, I'll get off here."

Feng Chun stretched his head and looked forward anxiously.

Ai Qianqian parked the car, Feng Chun opened the door and got out,

She looked up at the sky above her head, then took out a piece of paper from her bag and pressed it between her mouth and nose. She stepped on her half-heeled beige leather shoes and walked out for more than ten meters, and the turn disappeared.

A fallen leaf fell on the skylight, and the veins on the mottled leaves were clearly visible.

Lying on the downed chair, Ai Qianqian stared at the fallen leaf on the skylight in a daze.

I don’t know how long Feng Chun will go. She could drive over, but she insisted on getting off early, making it mysterious.

Navigation issued another prompt for arrival in front. She picked up her phone and prepared to close the navigation. At this time, she saw the building marks in front of her and felt a sudden slap in her heart.
Chapter completed!