C517 The Sense of Justice of Migrant Workers

"Sister Cuifaang, don't be angry. From here to the Boyang Town, it hasn't even been an hour and a half and you won't be able to reach it.

Zhang Xiaofann kept apologizing to him, but he kept on driving, causing Wang Cuifang's voice to become louder and louder.

"I told you to stop …"

Zhang Xiaofann had no other choice, he stopped his motorcycle with a bitter look on his face