C117 Ghost Market

It's seven o'clock at night.

On the way, Qin Yanrong looked apologetically at Wang Cheng. "Wang Cheng, I'm really sorry for making you suffer today!"

Seeing Qin Yanrong speak so seriously, Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment and then laughed. "What are you apologizing for? Besides, how did I suffer?"

Compared to the past, everything in front of him was just superficial knowledge