C92 92th Chapter

But this has nothing to do with her, is it? She wasn't someone she knew, but she felt a little sorry for Feng Xingtian.

The car quickly returned to the company. He got out of the car and she held his arm. It was already past lunch time. He led her to the coffee shop next to the Kangwei's Great Xia. "Eat western food at noon?"

"Sure. " She wanted to eat steak and salad