C45

Dong Shuyao was definitely at home, her car was still parked downstairs.

As I knocked on the door, Dong Shuyao leisurely pulled open the wooden door and coldly looked at me. "Surnamed Chen, why did you knock on my door? Isn't it good to go back and live with your He Jujing? "

"Stop bullshitting with me, where's Qian Qian? Where did you hide Qian Qian? "

I gasped, glaring at Dong Shuyao