The tone of his speech is not heavy, but it is full of mockery.
“I know you are good to me,” she smiled and looked into his eyes calmly, “otherwise I won’t be with you before.”
Mo Shichen let out a cold sneer, his eyes became colder when he saw her, “But it’s not good enough, so you can’t wait to leave now?”
She can’t wait.
Wen Yi sighed, “It’s not your problem, it’s mine.”
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