C42 Xiao Jinghang Is Done for

The car sped along the way. Xiao Jiujiu sat in the passenger seat with a tight expression. She looked out the window and ignored the driver. Xiao Jinghang's entire body was covered in cold air. His eyes were cold as he stared ahead. Xiao Jiujiu did not see the veins on the back of the big hands that were holding the steering wheel tightly