C33 Not Bad

Zhan Yunting looked out of the window and saw that the night was still the same as before. However, the Zhan's now was very different from before, and it was no longer the Zhan's from before.

He picked up his suit jacket, went downstairs and drove to the bar. At this time, only drinking alcohol could make him feel a little more relaxed. He no longer had to carry so much weight on his shoulders