C581 Happy Yin Qingyue

Lin Fann hurried back to his residence.

"An hour?"

"Yin Qingyue?"

Lin Fann asked, and then looked at the empty house in front of him with a complicated expression.

Alright.

Before he came back, he had already thought that the fight might have already started at home.

He never would have thought of the result.

The person was gone!

Something must have happened.

"Yin Qingyue