C825 Wealthy Marriage 754

"What do they look like, aren't they …" Xia Yihan was caught by Zimo, and Ye Zimo shook her head and sat back down on the couch.

"Tell me what they look like." Ye Zimo asked in a low voice.

The woman bit her lip, and her bright lips were stained with blood. "If I tell you, what can you give me?"

"What do you want?" Ye Zimo raised her eyebrows.

"I want to stay here." The woman whispered