C640 Cocktail

The fat middle-aged man shook his head, his entire being suddenly dejected. Under Hsiao Jingdong's panic-stricken gaze, he walked up to Ren Qianyuv and bowed deeply. "Lord..." "Master, you really don't blame me for what happened back then. Who knew that you …"

"Who knows if I can live?" "Not only was she alive and well, but she had also coincidentally met her