C164 Damn Man

Ji Jing'an's private car was parked at the entrance of the charming bar. The door of the driver's seat was pushed open from the inside.

Faang Tong got out of the car in a panic. He was holding his own black phone tightly in his hand.

"Mr. Ji, I'm sorry. I may have said something wrong! You were in the bar for almost three hours. Miss Yeh couldn't get through to your phone