C65 Missing Persons(2)
In the entertainment city, Ling Ziyun was sitting on an upscale leather sofa, knocking on his legs. In his hand was a lit cigar, as he exhaled deeply.
"Brother Yun, what's the matter?"
Chu Huai looked at his grandpa look and asked in disdain. He was invited here for a drink today, but he knew it was not as simple as drinking.
"Chu Huai, I only came to chat with you