Chapter 382: Do You Need My Help?

"Let go of me..." She was unable to say anything.

His large hand directly reached into her clothes and rubbed her tender and smooth skin.

This woman was his, so she could only be his.

Ring ring, his phone suddenly rang. It should be Nangong Zhe calling. He must have told her about Soong Chengsi's situation.

Tong Wenya did not know where she got the strength to pull Chunyu Chen away.

"I'm so excited!" Chunyu Chen got the phone before her. He lowered the window with his other hand and threw the phone out the window.

"You! I just want to know how Chengsi is doing."

"Chengsi? If you call him that again, he will become a corpse tomorrow." After he finished speaking through gritted teeth, he pressed down again.

In the distance, Hee Wenbo smoked one cigarette after another. The car kept shaking.

Sigh, even if I want to know, I know what Eldest Young Master is doing.