C317 The woman with the thin lips have a cool disposition

The bustling street, the passers-by in a hurry, are rushing to get off work, or home, or appointment, all have their own place to go.

Qi Jinsheng sat by himself at the side of the road and rubbed his sore ankle. He felt that his vision was blurry, so he wiped his face, but he was still furious.

However, looking at the hustle and bustle of the car, she wasn't sure if she was dreaming