C987 Idol or Scum?

Yan Molin: "..."

He looked at Gu Zifei as if she were a lunatic. He had already said he wasn't jealous, but he wasn't.

He just didn't like Qiu Zhe.

That's all.

After the dance.

Yan Molin and Gu Zifei stood in the banquet and greeted the guests.

The banquet had almost reached the point where they could cut apart the cake.

"young lord, Miss Yan, congratulations