The Bentley Mulsanne drove smoothly on the road.

Zesheng's mobile phone rang, he glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the hang up button expressionlessly.

Sitting in the driver's seat, I glanced in the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat with a gloomy complexion, pressed his eyebrows, and closed his eyes.

Not long after, the car stopped in front of the private hospital.

He opened his mouth and called out to the man in the back seat of the car: ......

"He Has Orchid on Him" Chapter 67 My husband doesn't like to see me angry because of inexplicable things I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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