C100 Quotient

"Why don't we escape?" Julian. Grayson, who was holding Wei Yi's arm, unnaturally tightened as he looked at Nong Xuejia worriedly.

Losing money was a small matter, but Nong Xuejia definitely could not let Tom succeed, otherwise the consequences would be hard to predict.

"Sigh …"

The pervert sighed, then patted Julian lightly with a smile. Grayson's hand comforted her: "Don't be afraid