C835 Zhao Shimin Was Reported

After leaving the house, Yan Siyuan immediately recovered his usual cold expression.

He got into the car and looked at the small red dot on the GPS. He frowned slightly.

Why is this car moving so slowly?

Isn't it a highway?

"Is Ida stuck there?"

Yan Siyuan waved his phone fiercely. He tried to make the red dot move faster with the most old-fashioned method.

In the past