C216 Counterfeit disease

The elevator door closed. The gaze Zhang Ke looked at Zheng Haotian with had always been complicated. She said she shouldn't have trusted him, but she did feel a little better. He needed to believe her, but how could she save him when they met by chance? Now, how many good people were there in this world?

After thinking about it, Zhang Ke still pressed the button on the first floor