C228

I am driving, beside me is Han Binn, he looked left and right, touching all over, "Lao Xia, this car is good, a 2 or 3 million car is good enough."

I rolled my eyes at him. "You're a typical good scar. Forgot the pain. Is your face okay?"

Han Binn chuckled, and touched the scar on the left side of his face. "Not bad, not bad, you're almost forty years old, there's nothing wrong with a scar