C284 Friendly Enemy?

Bai Jingxian was lying on the sofa, rubbing his temples. His facial features were hideous, and his breathing was rapid, as if he was suffocating.

In less than ten minutes, a black car sped over. Without any hindrance, it rushed straight into the villa.

Then, a woman in her thirties, dressed in professional attire, quickly got out of the car and entered the villa