The man was wearing a beige windbreaker with a white hoodie underneath. His collar was a little big, revealing his exquisite collarbone, and his sleeves were rolled up.
His eyes were shining, and there was no expression on his handsome face.
He looked around, his dark eyes filled with coldness.
Then, he told Song Fang and the others, "Didn't you get a taxi to go to the karaoke place?"
His appearance, voice, clothes, and outfit looked familiar.
Li Nanli hadn't run away!
Li Nanli was actually asking them if they'd gotten a taxi?!
"Ah, yes. we didn't get a taxi..."
This world was really mysterious. Song Fang was nervous immediately. He didn't understand why Li Nanli, who was such a domineering boss, would come to him and tell him all this instead of giving him advice from the Li Family. He subconsciously said, "I'm not like Lis, who can drive a Maserati with one hand. My family is poor, and I can't drive a car."
Everyone: "..."
