Yang Shuting heard his cry and didn't look back at him. Instead, she told the driver to drive, and the driver started the car. Wen Yuhang wanted to chase, but he couldn't catch up. In despair, he gazed at the taxi far away.
He is furious. If it weren't for his mother, perhaps Yang Shuting and Xinyan would stay at home for one night. He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and kept dialing Yang Shuting's mobile phone number. Although he got through, no one answered, and then he turned it off.
As he stared at the night sky, his mood was so complicated that he had a severe headache and turned and walked into the house. At this time, he heard the engine of the motorcycle. A Harley-Davidson bike drove up and stopped at the door of his house. A man in black leather and sunglasses was
