C198 I Have to Solve It?

Jiang Chenfeng, on the other hand, had his head lowered as he fiddled with a pen in his hand. He looked at Wen Yuan with a look that could not be seen clearly.

Jing Zhuo, who was behind him, frowned. This matter... It was best that Wen Yuan could buy him some time right now. Otherwise... He and Wen Yuan were the last people in the room to know about this. If there was really no evidence prepared