Veronica hung up the phone, then turned around and looked at Young Master Xu with his arms around him, carefully examining.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” Young Master Xu was uncomfortable being seen.
“Why? What do you think?” The soft lips of Veronica’s lips expanded slightly.
Young Master Xu’s eyes were so innocent and a silent fight, and he smiled obediently. For a moment, Veronica felt that the two overlapped.
But how could his pretending innocent eyes compare with Xu Yimo’s natural clarity?
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