C411 I'm Sorry You

Lau Hanqian's home was the most dilapidated demolition shed area in City T.

The journey was a little far, but Ji Jing'an drove at a slower speed.

Yeh Yufan sat in the front passenger seat and turned her head to look at his thin lips that were slightly covered in a layer of white. They were tightly pressed together, and the lines on the side of his face looked very cold and stiff