C368 Cold War

Zhan Beiting, who had struggled for a long time, finally returned home. However, someone was going to be unlucky.

The car steadily stopped at the entrance of the villa. Without waiting for the people inside to come down, Zhan Nanxi, who was on the sofa, ran upstairs.

Zhan Beiting loosened his tie on his neck and walked in very politely. His footsteps did not bring any wind