lt;Nineth Uncle, you

Wang Jia's mansion, Shi kicked the door open with one foot, still chewing gum, his hands in his pockets, his eyes sharp, yet carrying a hint of laziness.,Gu Yunyu's hand on the chair slowly clenched, a layer of frost appearing in his beautiful eyes. His thin lips opened slightly, revealing a ferocious scar on his face.,One hand clenched slowly, and the other fist followed.。