C1149 Cerebral Lethargy
Only when Zhan Beirong's car started to leave did Cheng Cheng raise his head and stare at Zhan Beirong's car with a complicated expression for a long time. He couldn't help but clench his hands tightly.
Along the way, the interior of the car was eerily quiet.
Zhan Beirong stared at the front and did not say anything
