Due to a very bad mood, Zhifei sat in his Rolls Royce and did not get out of the car for a long time.

Even though Sara’s rehearsal singing soon hit his eardrums coming from the stadium, he still sat motionless in the car. At this time, he was extremely unhappy.

The reason that made him unhappy was that on the one hand, Sara’s deliberate avoidance of him, on the other hand, it was the unknown BMW driver.

And he didn’t understand why Sara would condescend to take a cheap BMW to the stadium.

like BMW, in the second-generation circle of Eastlciff, is simply rubbish

second-generation, the advanced customized version of Rolls-Royce is basically the standard

BMW is not even worth mentioning in front

that more than ten or twenty minutes have passed, and his subordinates have not returned the information of the car, he can’t help but feel a little

dial the number, he suddenly received

check a license plate, where were you checking it for me, maybe on fcuking

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