C97 This Is a Real Coincidence

Zhang Shen saw that Liu Wen Ting's body was wrapped in clothes, so he turned around and walked out of the house.

It was still some distance from here to the new city's beautiful garden, but it should still be too late.

"Do we need to prepare anything?" Liu Wen Ting followed behind Zhang Mingran and asked him.

"There's no need." Preparing the extra stuff was troublesome for Zhang Mingran