Centre of Loathe Chapter 98

When Bai Wenyan drove the car to the door of Leon Tang's house, the sharp corners of the iron door were already covered with a thin layer of snow.

He sat in the car, breathing lightly, looking at the villa inside through the front window of the car, and his fingertips on the steering wheel were slightly curled.

Ridiculous though.

But there is definitely a sense of nervousness and excitement that newlyweds feel when they meet again after a long separation.

I don't know what Leon Tang is doing at the moment.