C473 Favorite Marriage 405

The corner of Zhong Yuquan's mouth curled up into a creepy smile as the teacup got closer and closer to his mouth.

However, before the tea even entered his mouth, his phone rang. The familiar ringtone made Zhong Yuquan put down the tea happily.

Ye Zimo, you surrendered so quickly, didn't you just confidently say that you didn't care about Xia Yihan? However, this was what Zhong Yuquan wanted