C45 White Legs

Shen Jinglan didn't say a word as she drove. Zhang Daguang secretly glanced at the charming female superior beside him and wondered what she was planning to do.

F * ck, usually when this evil woman calls me out, it doesn't seem like a good thing.

Zhang Daguang sneaked a peek at Shen Jinglan as he carefully sized her up.

Shen Jinglan had painted her face with faint makeup