C1293 Could He Stop Messing Around

Fu Manyun's facial expression changed constantly when she heard Lyu Zhixuan's words.

Guests passed by one after another. They recognized her and looked at her mockingly.

Fu Manyun's pretty face heated up. She wanted to break away from Lyu Zhixuan's hand, but he grabbed her even tighter.

"Lyu Zhixuan, let go of me first."

There was a large crowd in the hall