Chapter 308

Yan Bingsong into the hotel entrance. He could feel a sour, vinegar-like scent emanating from the car, thick enough to suffocate him."Why don't you give Miss Ou a call Ask her what she's doing"Si Ye... on her lips.We had a pleasant meal together.As soon as she glanced at the time, it was only a little past six.Then, one after another, the other elders took out red envelopes they had prepared long a...