C220 Wan Changjiang Can be Saved

"Even you can't do it?"

Lu Xueqi asked.

Ye Chen laughed bitterly and shook his head, "I am not a god too, and I don't have a clue about the hematoma in President Wan's head."

"Then President Wan is really in trouble."

Lu Xueqi sighed.

From her point of view, even Ye Chen could not do anything. Even after searching the entire country