C361 Fatal Racing Race

Di Chenjue pursed his lips and didn't say anything. His face was cold and livid.

"Yaoyao is a very interesting woman … "All these years, I've only seen you care so much about a single woman. That's Ann Ruoxi back then, a pitiful woman who was forced to death by you."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

Di Chenjue's eyes flashed with a sinister light