Looking at Jiang Yan’s rear view, the corner of Lu He Nian’s mouth rose, exposing a meaningful smile. This nephew really needed a bit of excitement. Wan Bo quickly sent his address over. It wasn’t very good if too many people knew the location of the special office. After all, the society practiced atheism. As a result, Lu He Nian didn’t use his driver and personally drove the car. Yun Rong took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot seat as usual. It had become a habit for her.
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