Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

He stubbed out his cigarette, didn't hail a driver, but instead took the car keys and went to the garage, driving away from the old house.,It's late now, the windows on the twelfth floor are dark, there's no light, she must be asleep.,The bodyguard on the phone hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Fu, don't you know Miss Fu has already moved to Mr. Huo Mingzheng's place."。