The man's handsome features stiffened, he closed his eyes, and that scene kept replaying.
His eyes stung, and his chest was crushed with pain.
It took him a while before he opened his eyes again, the coldness gone, leaving only deep tranquility. He took out his phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Xiao Er."
"Huh?" The girl on the other end was quite surprised to answer.
Han Luoli listened to that sweet, soft voice, thinking to himself that his Xiao Er was never a woman who couldn't tell right from wrong, nor was she the kind to step on two boats. What he saw might not be the truth.
Then he gently began to speak, slowing down his voice, "Baby, what did you do today?"
The girl on the other end sighed heavily, "Hmph, Da Luoluo, you won't let it go until you have it clear, right? I came out to meet Lele, He Xuyang invited me to dinner, now you know, right?"
