The small rain enveloped the entire city in a hazy atmosphere. The dusk was dark and serene, and a gust of cold wind blew against their faces.
Previously, when he heard Jiang Xuecheng mention the charity organization CIK of Dong Chen Country, Tang Yifeng's eyes narrowed as he asked Jiang Xuecheng.
"Xuecheng, don't you feel that this matter is very unusual?"
Su Wan was stunned when she heard that. Wasn't Tang Yifeng saying nonsense?!
Setting aside S City, who in Jiuzhou would be so bold as to want to become enemies with the Jiang family?
Moreover, he even picked the 70th birthday of senior master Jiang to make a move. How arrogant!
A faint light flashed across Jiang Xuecheng's deep eyes. He tightened his grip on the handle of the umbrella and raised his gaze slightly, staring at Tang Yifeng's face without blinking.
"Yifeng, just tell me what you think."
Tang Yifeng's handsome face turned solemn. He frowned and said softly.
