C31

Yan Zirong originally wanted to avoid Chen Jiahe, so she went straight to Ningxia to make an appointment. In the end, she agreed with a simple sentence. Sooner or later, what was to come would come.

Yan Zirong and Ning Xia had just finished their meal and paid the bill. When she stepped out of the door, she heard two honks. She followed the sound and saw a Maserati window slowly slide down