C172 Money Can Make a Ghost Push a Millstone!
"I don't know how to tell them," Yang Yuan said as she lay on the bed, gazing at Zhang Luo.
Zhang Luo remained silent and headed to the shower. Yang Yuan glanced at her phone, relieved that no one had disturbed her during her rest today. She had been relaxing since returning in the afternoon.
Shortly after, Zhang Luo emerged from the bathroom, having shed his suit
