"Nuannuan, listen to my explanation!" Leng Yan roared, rushing to the roadside, stopping a taxi, with sadness spreading across his handsome face.
On the way, he was afraid that even if Nuannuan knew the truth, she would not forgive him. And indeed, that's how it turned out.
He knew he was too presumptuous, but what could he do? She was still so young, and she didn't even have a child. He couldn't ruin her future happiness because of himself.
"Second Young Master, you promised me a plane ticket." Xiao Liu caught up, holding onto Leng Yan, her eyes full of pleading, "Second Young Master, I beg you, I want to go home."
Tears were about to roll down as she spoke.
With a frown, Leng Yan took out a stack of money from his wallet and threw it to Xiao Liu, opening the car door, "Follow that car."
