C998 This Is a Misunderstanding

Mu Shuishan blinked. How would she know if there was someone worth Zhan Beirong rushing over to?

Thinking like this, the corner of Mu Shuishan's lips couldn't help but slightly rise as she intentionally leaned towards Zhan Beirong. In the end, she didn't even smell the perfume Zheng Xintian said was from a woman