C639 It Is My Son Who Is Wrong

"I don't like it, but I don't hate you!" Wang Ye's words made Long Jiaomei's smile fade.

Even after Wang Ye had walked out, Wang Ye's words were still being repeated from his mouth. She muttered to herself: "Could it be that you don't hate me?"

Long Jiaomei's expression returned to normal as if she was at work. She was just an ice beauty.

She took out the cheque from her bag