C1572 No Disease?

The driver felt weird about Zhou Yi's order.

However, the other party was the boss after all. No matter how strange he was, it was still worth following the boss's instructions.

Then the driver turned back in the direction he had come from.

Zhou Yi called Mo Qingcheng, "Sorry, my dear wife, I can't help you sign the contract now."

Mo Qingcheng's voice sounded flat