C798 Tell Me about Your First Love

The man was sitting in the driver's seat, and in the window was his evil, elegant face.

Shen Anning leaned over. "What is it?"

"Nothing. I just treated someone to a meal in this restaurant. I was just about to go back."

"Then you can go back. Why did you call me?" Shen Anning crossed her arms and looked at him. "A weasel paying respects to a chicken. I don't have good intentions."

"Tsk