The Secret Marriage of a Wealthy Family Will Love You to the Core

Jincheng is a veritable furnace city. At noon, a scorching sun like a fireball hung in the blue sky. On the street, there were only twos and threes of pedestrians walking in a hurry, as if if they were slower, they would be burned by the fireball. Qiao Wan drove the car, and the air conditioner in the car was turned on low. Zhong Ling, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a fair face that was red from the sun, and said listlessly, "Sister Wan, are we going too early?" Qiao Wan raised her arm to look at her watch and said with a smile, "It's not early. The agreed time is two o'clock. We will arrive at the studio at one o'clock and have an hour to prepare." "It's an appointment...