C97 I Can Treat

"Sorry." Mo Qingge regained her senses and tried hard to calm herself down. "I got the wrong person."

She knew that the person in front of her was very much like her brother, but not her brother.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Muchu smiled gently. His voice was as warm as jade, "Do I look like your brother?"

The moment the gentle voice was heard, Mo Qingge's heart throbbed