084: Her Past Identity and Nostalgic Hits

"Then shut your mouth for me."

"Alright." Ah Wan felt a bit wronged, but he didn't dare to resist. If he did, he'd only be suppressed even more by his employer. In order to survive, he had no choice but to swallow his pride. Ah, the sorrow of the common folk.

At this time, it was the rush hour for getting off work. Passersby couldn't help but give the flashy car a second glance, and then looked at Ah Wan, who stood at one meter ninety and weighed two hundred pounds. Their meaningful, secretive smiles made Ah Wan feel like he was on the verge of a breakdown. Fortunately, the wait was only a short while.

Ah Wan was like he had seen his own mother: "Miss Zhou has come down!"

I saw it.

Jiang Zhi got out of the car and walked up to meet her.