Rather Zhiyuan didn't speak, just a beautiful face, cold look at publicity.

Zhang Yang's back was covered with cold sweat when he saw it, and then he was afraid subconsciously. He trembled and said, "don't hit me, my uncle is the mayor of city a!"

when Li Jiaren heard this, she frowned slightly and thought about the identity of Ning Zhiyuan. It's really not easy to get into trouble with the government. So she said, "Zhiyuan, or forget it. After all, I'm ok, and he's kicked by me."

Ning Zhiyuan looks at Li Jiaren's face thoughtfully. For a moment, he turns his back on her and says, "OK, let's go...