C211 Hand sand

Wen Chong hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, "Young Mistress, calm down."

Zhou Qian stood at the back and rubbed his cheek, feeling a burning pain. He raised his head to see Zhao Yilin's reaction, silent and timid. With one hand on the door and his shoulders slumped, he looked like a child who had done something wrong.

He pushed her into the car and said to the old man