C261 Herba Rehmanniae

When they got home, Luo Feifei went straight to the guest room and closed the door. She didn't want to care about Zhan Beiting, the man didn't have the word trust in his head.

Zhan Beiting didn't even sleep at home. He drove directly to the company, stood on the tall building and lit up his cigarette. He took a deep breath and let the nicotine flow through his body.

He didn't know why