Song Mingbo glanced at his sister, then walked over, but he seemed hesitant to speak.
Song Yunuan, "If you have something to say, just say it. Have you noticed something?"
Song Mingbo ruffled his hair, "When we get off the vehicle, someone will target you. It's not serious, but it's not a trivial matter either."
Without a doubt, it must be some kind of trick orchestrated by Shangguan Heng and his people.
The route taken this time had been put on hold for a while, and after reaching the destination, there would still be a car journey. All these had been arranged. The journey went smoothly, and upon reaching the gate, Song Yunuan looked out to see the area was already quite prosperous.
The members' eyes were wide open, feeling the trip was indeed worthwhile.
Uncle Lew was excited, immediately spotting Song Yunuan and Zhong Shaoqing.
Shaoqing was thinner, but he looked spirited, especially his bright eyes.
