Sixty-one

and a thick gold chain, spittle flying as he cursed at Ye Fei Mo, demanding compensation for his losses.The owner's car hit the guardrail, the headlight was broken, and the front of the car was dented...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go.".With such heavy thunder and lightning, we can't watch TV or go online. Warmth can only play games on his tablet.The phone rang.She looked at the caller ID and her heart skipped a beat, it was Ye Fei...