At the sa ti, a white BMW was parked close to Qing University.
The window rolled down, and the people inside could just see the farce at the school gate.
"The reporters are here."
In the front passenger seat, Zhou Yang lowered his voice and said to the driver, "I saw soone with a cara."
Bang!
Wen Ziyu punched the steering wheel. His handso face radiated anger as he glared at him with burning eyes. "Can we only watch them slander us like this?"
Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed. "What else do you want to do?"
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