C303 Not a Good Match

There were already two people in the car. The driver in front and Qin Yan in the backseat.

When the door opened, a gust of wind blew in. The fragrance of the woman mixed with a faint smell of alcohol. It did not smell bad, but it also made the man in the backseat change his expression. After he gave up his seat, he ordered the driver in front of him to raise the board.

"Yes, Director Qin