C470 Needle-to-wheat Awn

Li Mingyang agreed directly and the two hung up the phone. Then, they saw Mo Liancheng's worried expression.

"Fame. Mo Liancheng is a person. I really can't see through him now." The current Fan Ming was like a mystery. His previous image had been overturned time and time again. The current Fan Ming was like an unfathomable fog. It was impossible to guess what his superfluous movements were for