C838 Brain-damaged for Finding Fault

It was ten o'clock in the morning when he got out of the car.

In Ye Xin's car, other than Ye Xin, there were two other people.

A woman who looked to be in her early thirties dressed in luxurious clothing. A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties wearing an exquisite suit. Today, their group of people had only come here as simple antiques merchants.

After getting off the car