C165 There Were Guests at Home

Pann Haoliang drove his Bai on the muddy and bumpy country road with a gloomy face.

Every time he heard the dull thud of the chassis, his mood would worsen.

As he drove down the narrow road, the branches on the side of the road would slap against the car, causing his face to twitch.

There was only one side of the road that could be used to repair the road