章 1780: This little brat, this bastard.

"Ah Luo, stop right there!" Seeing the boy's back, Qing 'er was even more certain that it was him. If it was not him, why would he stand up and run?

However, when the young man heard her voice, he walked even faster. He looked in the direction of the bar's entrance. He was tall and had long legs, so he disappeared in a few seconds.

Qing 'er was so angry that she almost vomited blood. However, she still did not give up and desperately squeezed toward the door. The dazzling lights in the bar and the loud music that rang in her ears again made her temples throb, and her heart beat wildly. It was as if all her blood had rushed to that place, and she could not help but tremble because of the heat.

At this moment, she had to admit that the kid had succeeded. No matter what his purpose was, she couldn't tolerate this inexplicable situation anymore. She had to find him today and ask him for an explanation!