C267 How Long Are You Trying to Fool Me?

The next day.

Lu Zhenting was sitting on the balcony of the mansion with cigarette butts all over the floor.

He never liked smoking, and Ji Shiguang never liked the smell of smoke. But today, he really couldn't control himself.

He hadn't slept at all that night, and as soon as he woke up, he discovered that his previous investigations had borne fruit. The more a person was afraid of something