C90

Don't let him touch you again

After holding up a hundred dollar bill for a long time, Mei Mutian shook his head. He really couldn't think of what Shui Qingmo had said to the driver.

He turned around and got into the car. The car headed for Tianyu and started his busy day.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

As he drove, he glanced down at his text.

"CEO