C188 He Zhiqiu

In a five-star western restaurant in Jinling, Yun Mobing and Chen Yi sat in the western restaurant.

Chen Yi was sipping a faint red wine. Compared to Yun Mobing, he was more like a classical noble.

His posture and temperament were impeccable except for his different appearance.

Yun Mobing looked at Chen Yi. There was a trace of obsession in the depths of her eyes