chapter 1297 The True Face of a Money-worshiping Jurchen

Hearing what Tingting said, Zhang Ming smiled.

"Tingting, if that's the case, I won't hide it from you. This car is not mine, but my friend's."

Tingting's face changed slightly, and the smile suddenly froze on her face.

"Zhang Ming, are you kidding me?"

Zhang Ming shook his head, "I'm not kidding you, I'm not a rich man, this is indeed my friend's car, and my friend is just having sex."

Zhang Ming pointed to Dennis Buchanan outside the car.

Tingting's...