Sure enough, she went to flirt with other men again, but seeing Mu Xingfeng's imposing aura that invisibly brought a sense of oppression, he finally said, "In that case, enjoy your meal."
After saying that, he pulled An Sijia towards the second floor.
"Brother Sheng, wasn't I right? Look how arrogant they are. They think they're something because they've hooked up with a slightly better-looking guy. My sister's taste is getting more random by the day. No wonder, in Nan'an, pretty college girls are everywhere, she's naturally lost her market. Sigh, it's pitiful how much my mom worried."
An Sijia babbled all the way, but Ye Sheng didn't say a word, entering room 203 with a gloomy face.
He saw that person clearly, just sitting there carried a respectable aura, a kind of innate nobility. In short, that person seemed out of the ordinary.
An Ran with him, is it really for money?
