761, who did it?

Squeak, squeak ~"

The Porsche slowly drove out of Tianjing mountain community. The wheels rolled over the snow, making a strange sound.

Chen hansheng, who was in the driver's seat, frowned. His expression seemed calm, but every time there was a traffic jam, he would suddenly honk twice or hit the steering wheel hard.

"Idiot!"

Chen hansheng mumbled something under his breath. No one knew what he was cursing about. Perhaps it was the gloomy weather, or the crowded traffic, or the sudden " King seeing King " ...

Perhaps, it was still himself.

Chen hansheng boasted that he was ready to deal with the shuraba, but the script was not as he had imagined. The prescription that he had kept for a year was really " dying before he could succeed.

"Who should I give the prescription to now?"

Chen hansheng was very dejected. With Xiaoyu's situation, she would definitely not teach him a foreign language anymore. Was he supposed to use it on Shen youchu?