I worked overtime until 10 o'clock, thinking the rain would stop, but it didn't.,Yu Qing put her phone in her pocket. She didn't want to go back and forth on a rainy day.,Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.。