C380 Each Has Their Own Difficulties

More than 200 square meters of private property, a study that was shrouded in smoke like a fairyland, Han Chen leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling above his head. He even had half a cigarette in his mouth.

Wang Fann, who was sitting across from him, kicked Han Chen's leg across the tea table between the two of them. Seeing that he did not respond, he turned to Gui