C314 False Marriage

"Miss Zhao, it's done."

Zhao Leerong took it over and placed it in front of Shen Mochen with both hands. With a gentle voice, she said, "Brother Mochen, have a drink."

"Open it!" Shen Mochen raised his sharp eyes and looked at Zhao Leerong. He looked impatient.

Zhao Leerong had no choice but to place the milk on the tea table, then pulled the servants beside her away