C369 She was still at her old home …

The Secretary had long gotten used to this tone, and in a few seconds, the edited text was sent to Gu Mohan's phone.

Gu Mohan was like a madman, not caring one bit about the passersby. All along the way, people were grieving. If only they had a car like this ?

"Xiang Yunchao! "Open the door!" Gu Mohan had long forgotten the existence of the doorbell