C59 Treat Others in Their Own Way

The night in Zhong Hai was slightly cold.

Zhong Hai was an international metropolis that stood tall in the east. Before the sky had gradually turned dark, it had started to emit a strong intoxicating smell.

After exiting the Tianlan Garden gate, a rose-red South Korea Jogged quickly across the wide road.

Inside the carriage, Ye Zifeng sat in her seat holding a cigarette