C539 Scented Woman

Meng Qingge pushed Ji Wanzhou away and got up to adjust her breathing before answering Lee Weisi's phone.

Ji Wanzhou looked at his wife's careful preparation for another man's phone call with a darkened face. Ji Wanzhou's heart felt like it was thrown into a vat of old vinegar. Immediately, he felt a little sore from the pain.

Meng Qingge had heard something and smiled sweetly