Urban Dark Lord

"What did you tell him" Chu Zhaonan didn’t understand Wang Zheng’s meaning at first.,Wang Zheng lightly played with his sunglasses, then threw them onto Chu Zhaonan's desk and said, "Tyrannosaurus’ high-end custom-made sunglasses are indeed very good.",Ci Zhao Nan wanted to speak but found his throat constricting and he remained silent.。