C81 To Deal with the Ning Clan

Su Yifan was driving on the way back, even though he was driving at his top speed. He was even testing the edge of the speeding car, but he could still clearly feel Zhou Si's cold gaze from the back seat. He felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he wanted to pull himself down. He personally went to drive the car.

As soon as he returned to the large iron gate of Zhou mansion