Bai Yan sighed and glanced over at Fu Chao and his group.
"Brother Yan!"
Fu Chao and the others shuddered.
Oh my god, Brother Yan's gaze is so cold!
"Everyone go back."
Bai Yan instructed indifferently and then left with An Xiaowan.
This damned demon identity, as soon as negative emotions arise, murderous intent constantly entangles Bai Yan's heart!
...
The Maybach sped on the highway, and the atmosphere inside the car was very silent.
Bai Yan, holding a cigarette, drove in silence.
An Xiaowan lowered her head, fiddling with her jade fingers, her beautiful eyes flickering with a dim spirit, unknowing what she was thinking.
The atmosphere in the car became subtly tense.
Bai Yan was somewhat irritable. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that he had fallen for An Xiaowan.
No, it should be said that from the first glance he had seen this girl, he felt a sense of déjà vu, a heart-stirring familiarity yet strangeness.
