The man who was dining elegantly raised his eyes slightly and responded in a low voice, "Yeah."
"We have a lot of fate. Every time it's your father and son... Helping me." Carol smiled shyly.
Kent lowered his head, his fingers skillfully cut the steak with a knife and fork, and then pushed it in front of Carol: "You're welcome, I was just passing by and happened to save you."
However, this is not true.
The first few times were indeed by chance, but last night it was "on purpose".
He didn't have a reason, but he always felt uneasy last night, and her face always appeared in his mind. For this reason, he drove to her neighborhood to hang out, trying to create a "random encounter", but he didn't expect to encounter that scene last night.
At that moment, he wished he could kill that man!
