C137 Hit the Muzzle of the Gun

"How can you say that, child?" Seeing that the flesh of her mouth was about to fly away, Kuan Lingyue was somewhat flustered and exasperated.

Jiang Yezhou looked down and glanced at Jian Mo. The smile on his face never faded, "So that's how it is. I misunderstood."

"CEO Zhang, if there's nothing else, then you can leave. There's no need to trouble you with these trivial matters. After all