C399 What Right Do You Have to Meddle in the Story of Another Person

Zhang Quan sat in the car and listened to the rain on the roof. He looked out of the window with a heavy gaze.

The man in the driver's seat had one hand on the steering wheel as he turned his face to the side and said mockingly, "Bro, you're not going back yet. Are you planning to spend the night here?"

He saw a black car driving in the direction of the hospital gate