No matter how capable jinglan is, she can't avoid a plane crash

Wen le looked up at the man in confusion.

Bo Yicheng's dark eyes were slightly deep. He placed his wrist on the edge of the office desk, his well-defined fingers tapping the table lightly. His handsome face appeared even colder and harder, and his entire body exuded a cold air.

It was as if there was no turning back for this matter.

The atmosphere in the office was a little heavy. Wen le had been observing the man silently from the side. Seeing that the man had no intention of changing his mind, he tried to speak. master Bo ...

"No matter how capable jinglan is, she can't avoid a plane crash." Wen le asked again, " Are you sure?"

Although the original suspect of this matter was indeed Jing LAN, the pure world Pavilion had already submitted a report to prove their innocence. Although they had not found the real mastermind behind the scenes, they had also been cleared of suspicion.