C420 Familiar Face

Two black lines hung down from Gu Zhengzheng's forehead. "My ID is in his hand. I have to go on the high-speed rail tomorrow." If it wasn't for this, she wouldn't even bother saying these things to Sheng Huiting.

At 8 PM, Sheng Huiting still hadn't returned home. Bai Yaqin called him and found out that he had a transnational conference call that night