C228 You Can't Have Anything to Do with Me

Shen Juntuo grabbed the steering wheel with his hand that was already bruised. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He then quickly dialed Lo Fann's number on his phone. "Du du du—" It was still a busy tone. Lo Fann shouted in a low voice. He leaned on the steering wheel and felt a suffocating pain in his heart. At this moment, it became especially clear and sharp