C129 The Eldest Son of the Feng Family

On the way back to City J, I felt a little tired sitting beside Red Umbrella. She silently drove the car without saying anything, and so did I. When I saw Young Master Qian driving a car with a few other brothers over us and honking the horn to provoke us, a disdainful smile appeared on Red Umbrella's face.

Her face was as beautiful as a poem and painting