C339 That's a Good Move

A remote corner outside the airport.

Han Yuanchuan carefully helped Yeh Yufan out of the black car and slowly walked into the service hall.

An ordinary SUV was parked not far away. A few fierce men in black clothes and pants stared at their backs. When they could no longer see them, one of them took out his phone and made a call.

In the luxurious living room of the villa