On the verge of widowhood

After being so irritable for a week, after answering the phone, Bai Qing remembered that this weekend, that is, tomorrow, is her birthday.

While Qiao Que was playing the game with great interest, she looked up at Bai Qing who was changing clothes and was about to go out: "Where are you going, Sansan, it's so late?"

"I'm going out."

Since Bai Zi left, Qiao Que took over Bai Zi's position, and when Bai Qing went out, he followed where, but Bai Qing didn't know.

Now that Bai Qing was going out on Saturday night, Qiao Que hurriedly hung up the phone and followed him outside.

Bai Qing walked quickly, the phone call just now told him.

"Is this Mr. Bai Qingbai? Mr. Bai Zibai is waiting for you at No. 45 Hewang Road."