C145 Do You Know I'm Worried about You

"President, are you still going to stop here?" The driver asked respectfully.

"Drive!" The two short words in the car shook the air for a long time.

The window slowly closed, separating the scene not far away from the two worlds!

Nan Chenye's face was full of worry. He gently pressed his muscles, but there was nothing unusual. It seemed that his bones were dislocated