C105 Care or Warning

"Z …"

Yin Huanzhu's voice trembled slightly. Even her hand that was holding the phone could not help but tighten.

The person on the other side chuckled. It was a light and lazy laugh.

Yin Huanzhu could imagine him sitting in front of the French windows, looking out into the night, a glass of red wine on his right, while he casually made a call.

"He went out on a mission