C718 How Could She Have Misheard Him

Man's voice.

It always carried an unquestionable temperament.

It was dignified, cold, and casual.

It was as if he was the king who controlled the world.

The blood in Guo Yuqi's body instantly turned cold.

"This... How would I dare to see you?" The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

" Oh? Is that because you don't have enough money?" He was clearly smiling