C12 Jian Jia Wanted to See Di Yaotian for the Last Time

One step, two steps, three steps.

They were only a few steps away, but it seemed like a century had passed.

If it wasn't her, then the woman in the car definitely wasn't her.

Zhai Yaotian comforted himself in a sorry state. His footsteps were messy and heavy.

When the people in the convoy heard the noise, they all turned their heads.

"Mr Zhai, Ms Jia