C54 The past Is like Smoke

Cheng Xuewei had never seen Hee Bentang's current appearance before, and there were a lot of people in the cafe at night. Hee Bentang was sitting in the most corner, and he knew that Cheng Xuewei's identity was sensitive.

He did not have the intention to kill recklessly. After all, there was no such thing as murder.

A very high-end sports car stopped downstairs