C871 Wealthy Marriage 800

"At least get a passport." Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan back and said helplessly. Xia Yihan cunningly looked at Ye Zimo, smiled and said, "You don't have to leave the country to be considered as having lost your mind."

As the car drove into the city, it encountered a heavy traffic jam. Xia Yihan saw an old man in his seventies walking shakily by the side of the road