C370 Burnt Corpses in Public

He wouldn't have thought of that.

Cheng Xiaohai held two things in his hands: Jiang Meng's phone and... a recording pen.

What kind of obsession made him hold on until he came?

Ye Tian clenched his fist tightly.

"Help me... help me... take care of my parents! Hehe... They all think that I'm an idiot. Actually, I'm quite smart...!"

Cheng Xiaohai smiled stiffly