C401 External Affairs

In the courtyard of the west yard, the red light is hanging high. The reflection of the cold and sparkling surface of the lake added a bit of warmth.

When Jun Wuyao heard the door of the car, Han Che called again.

He didn't know how many times it had been.

"Hello, Jun, where are you? Why are you dawdling so much? Don't tell me you don't dare to come?"

The moment he picked up the phone