C97 Mad

The car that Moo Yifeng pulled to the side of the road was thrown directly into the car. Mu Qianhan's head was almost knocked off her head, and she felt a wave of dizziness.

"Speak, why did you come to this place?" Moo Yifeng's heart was filled with anger. If he didn't call her, what would happen to her?

"An Yi is drunk, I'm worried about her …" Mu Qianhan answered softly