C472 Zhou Ailian

The middle-aged man was still sizing up Pei Qingheng. Pei Qingheng slightly lifted his eyes and the two of them met. When the middle-aged man was looked at by Pei Qingheng's ice-cold eyes, he immediately felt goosebumps all over his back. He could not help but take the lead to turn his gaze away.

The corner of Pei Qingheng's mouth hooked up, revealing a trace of ridicule