C342 It's all that bitch xia lan's fault

An Hao got off the taxi and saw the man standing in front of the entrance of the teahouse from before. He was wearing a black woolen coat without any buttons, and a dark grey suit could be seen inside.

The facial features on his face didn't change at all. He didn't know if it was because he had combed his hair, but his entire face was emitting a sharp aura. It didn't seem to match