Soon, a roar rang out of the company.

"Damn, you can die without showing off."

Xiao Chen glanced at Ferrari and curled his lips.

"What?"

Tongyan sat in the passenger seat and asked.

"Nothing, the grandson of the Fire God, did not do anything to you, right?"

Xiao Chen turned to look at the baby face.

"How are you doing to me? No."

"Oh, that's fine."

Xiao Chen nodded and also accelerated the car.

"This idiot, do you know the way? Just run around."

“…”

When Xiao Chen slowly opened the company, he saw Ferrari stopping on the side of the road.

The God of Fire poked his head out from inside: "Xiao, where is the appointment?"

"I won't tell you, just follow me."

Xiao Chen said something and raised the car window.

“…”

The Vulcan looked depressed, this bastard.

I don’t know if Xiao Chen did it on purpose. He ran very slowly along the way, only about forty.

The poor Vulcan was driving a Ferrari and could only follow behind. The more depressed the mood, the more depressed you would be.
Chapter completed!