C285 Covert Protection

No matter how nice Wang Feng was to her, Wang Feng was still Wang Feng, not her brother.

After tidying up her messy mood, Zhao Yulin was ready to walk home.

Her house wasn't far from here. It would only take ten minutes to walk, so she wouldn't need to take a taxi at a distance of ten minutes.

It was currently 11pm, and the road was brightly lit. However, there weren't many pedestrians left