Chapter 493
- "What could possibly go wrong?" Feng Lanhe didn't even bother to lift his head, lazily sitting in the back seat, casually flipping through the contract in his hand.
- The rain was pouring heavily, and Chen Yan couldn't see the specific situation across the street from inside the car. He only saw the security guard continuously waving at them.
- "He probably wants to take the president's car home," Chen Yan concluded.