C100 It Was Not in Her Hands

"Pah!" Xu Maocheng hit the table with his palm. Wan Siqian was still eating, but just hearing this sound made her feel pain.

"What are you doing?" The time isn't up yet, why are you in such a hurry? Do you really like that woman, Xia Mu Mo? Could it be that all these years of friendship between us have been incomparable? " They had probably grown up together since childhood