C710 The Withdrawal of the Investment

Pei Chenglin got out of the car and looked around.

“What’s up?” Wanwan asked.

Light Summer Bank was in a quiet area, leading to a small neighborhood of split-level homes surrounded by tall, lush trees.

“This is the last place Xia Ting drove away from. I parked in his spot,” Chenglin said heavily.

Wanwan felt a pang of unease