C911 I Really Have News about Your Godmother?

Sunn Zhenzhen's small apartment.

It had been three years. Whenever he was free, he would come to this place.

He was in a daze, reminiscing about the good times of the past.

Today, he asked the little guy to meet him. In order to avoid paparazzi and Master Jue's confidants, he chose this place.

He looked around the familiar room and was about to feel melancholy when the doorbell rang