Qian Hao's face was red and white, and he hung up the phone directly, what kind of voice is it?

He's not going to do that, is he?

Qian Hao hugged the document bag tightly in her arms, skimming out the window to the unfamiliar street, she wanted the driver to turn around and go back.

But when the car stopped, she realized that it was actually a residential area.

I thought it was a public place like an office building, but I didn't want to live there......

Chapter 50 of "The Fake Song" What about pretending? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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