leng yunchen held an unknown grass root between his lips, squinting his cold eyes at the night sky ahead.
It was as if only at this moment would the war-torn country fall silent.
you're back. Go and pack your things. Your flight will be at eight o 'clock tonight.
Youyou said to him.
Leng yunchen, on the other hand, did not move as if he had not heard anything. Just as the Youyou was about to speak again, Leng yunchen suddenly asked in a deep voice, " what's wrong with you? When I came back just now, I saw a woman sitting next to Jun hang. Who is she? Did junhang bully you?"
to be honest, leng yunchen didn't understand why jun hanglai was treated so well, but the only thing he was clear about was that to be able to do this and maintain it for so long, his noble status was definitely not fake.
It was just that Jun hang's identity, although not simple, shouldn't it have nothing to do with political status?
He was clearly from an arms group.
