jing family
when fu qinyuan arrived in chuanbei, the sun had just risen, and the autumn wind was cold and dry. he had just parked the car and was about to push the door open when he saw a black car slowly driving over and stopping beside his car.
the duan family's car.
"uncle duan," fu qinyuan pushed the door open and went down.
speaking of which, duan linbai used to like cool colors. even now, there were all kinds of sports cars parked in their garage. the colors and models were all famous for being flashy and cool.
if it was on the streets of the capital, it would definitely be the most beautiful one.
it was just that in recent years, he had restrained his temper a little and changed to a low-key black car. in fact, he was already of age, and that kind of ostentatious behavior did not match his age and identity.
"you're here too?" duan linbai looked at him. " you're here so early? "
"yes."
"a date?"
"yes."
