C112 Who Do You Think You Are

The vibration and noise of the plane was like a lullaby. Han Qiang actually fell asleep, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Ouyang Wanting looked at his peaceful sleeping posture and raised her eyebrows slightly.

From the information gathered by the private detective, Han Qiang had only been to his grandfather's house in the province in his long life. He had never taken a plane before