C47 This Room Is Immobile

Lu Yichen had met Feng Jiu before. Although it was just a glance in the car, he didn't like the greasy feel around Feng Jiu.

Especially since he was too close to Xu Yao.

Although she didn't know what Lu Yichen was thinking, Xu Yao had already guessed what Lu Yichen was thinking when she saw his expression turn even uglier. She could only add on carefully. Young Master Lu, I assure you