C780 Enemy Meeting

Wu Yingqiu sat in the passenger's seat, leaning on her elbows to support her head as she looked out the window.

"What's wrong, didn't you already get what you wanted?"

As Zheng Taiwen said this, he pointed towards Wu Zhi and made a gesture with his mouth.

"It's not the same. I still feel very displeased. I keep feeling that something is off. "At first