Can I not go back?
He really didn't want to go back!
Seeing how distressed he was, Feng Li suddenly stood up, "Hurry up! I'll give you two minutes!"
With this posture, are you sure it's not about to start training immediately?
"Our bodyguard has a bit of a mental issue," He Yuning whispered.
"Are you sure it's your bodyguard? Why do I feel like you're more afraid of him?"
"Really!" He Yuning quickly drank his coffee.
Just as he was about to get up, he felt something being passed to him from under the table.
He immediately grasped it in his hand.
Then he followed Feng Li out.
Feng Li had not noticed their movement under the table and was busy heading to the car.
After they left, the woman got up, picked up the iris on the table, threw it into the trash can at her feet, and walked out.
On another street, she opened the car door and got in.
"Boss! It's done!"
Zong Zheng leaned back in the chair, resting with his eyes closed, and responded with a light hum.
