C128 Plotting

It was late at night and heavy rain. After Wei Lang received Zhang Zihua's call, he quickly rushed to the agreed hotel.

They often met here.

It was just that this time, he came very unwillingly.

"Stop drinking!" Wei Lang grabbed the wine glass and sighed helplessly. In one breath, he drank all the wine in the glass.

"Why not? My career. My life is about to be ruined