C704 It Was Hulot Who Came to Me

"Cough, cough, how do you do." Zhuo Hang put his palms on his lips and coughed awkwardly.

Compared to Wen Wanwan's generosity, Zhuo Hang seemed to be petty.

This became a scene of interrogation.

It had to be said that Wen Wanwan's aura was indescribably strong …

"I guess I don't have to say much. You must know why I've come to see you today, Mr. Zhuo