C33 Chapter 33

Yang Zimu clenched her teeth. “Jue, I’m mad.”

She hadn’t expected to run into him here—at a place only the ultra-rich ever set foot in.

Nothing good ever happened when she did.

Gu Yanjue looked up. “It’s fine. Tomorrow I’ll keep kneeling on a pineapple.”

Ugh...

Right now, the priority was putting her fire out.

“Jue... Jue...” Yang Zimu said each word like she wanted to tear him apart