C1091 Don't Make Us Hate You

When Wen Zilin heard this, she almost couldn't hold back her laughter. It seemed like Gu Chenyang was still going after her.

He wanted to find out whether the white game was real or fake. Even if the one in Mo Xiao Rou's hands was real, the white game would still be his. He owed this to her, to her mother.

"Alright, then I'll look for my dad to verify this