C707 Chapter 707

“Are you still mad?” Shijuan asked.

Mengying shot him a look.

Amused, Shijuan took her hand and led her to the car. “Alright, I’m taking you out for a big dinner, so don’t be mad at me anymore.”

Mengying twisted a little and put up a token struggle, but then followed the pull of his hand and climbed into the passenger seat.

Her fingers were long and elegant, clearly well cared for