C203 Shopping

The sun was high, and a low-profile Mercedes-Benz sped across the wide road. Gong Yichen, who was in the car, pursed his lips. His eyebrows were tightly locked, and he looked very fierce.

When they reached their destination, Gong Yichen shook the door hard and strode into the community. He was aggressive, and anyone who saw him would retreat.

Ring, ring, ring. . .