C87 Our home?

"Yes, Director Zhu."

The car started and the bodyguards got into the other two cars and followed us.

Inside the car, I leaned against the window and deliberately moved away from him.

Zhu Feichen cast a sidelong glance at me, a cold light shining in his ink-stained eyes.

As if oblivious, I turned to look out the window. The streets were packed with cars and the scenery was constantly changing