C1747 Other than Freshmen 5

"Are you going to keep it from him?"

Jing Ze did not answer him directly. Instead, he asked him a question with a cold smile.

"Arthur, would it be better to tell him when it's done?"

Mo Ye controlled his temper and lowered his voice. The eyes that were as deep as an ancient well flashed.

"If this goes on, will it work?"

Jing Ze raised his eyebrows and glared fiercely at him