C1211 Apoplexy

Although he was secretly cursing at this Nan Gong guy in his heart, Xie Zhihui was clear that even if he kept muttering to himself in his heart, on the surface, he could not reveal even the slightest bit of disrespect towards this man who looked like a smiling Buddha.

Men like Sun Runyi never lacked women by his side. As long as he waved his hand