Jiang Yan’s body stiffened instantly, and he looked at Fu Qingji in a little panic.
There was no sound in the monitoring screen, and Jiang Yan didn’t know what Cen Juan showed Fu Qingji.
However, she saw Fu Qingji’s original calm look, which suddenly burst and fell to the ground.
“Did you see clearly?” Cen Qiong lowered his eyelids and turned his cold white wrists. How do you look good when he looked like a man. He casually grabbed Fu Qingji’s collar with one hand, “Or, give you a fist, you can see. Be clearer.”
boom.
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