C219 A Lovely Wife like a Little Hedgehog

At the small hall on the second floor, Shang Mingming knew something would happen to his parents, so he left early.

At this moment, he was sitting in the living room and playing with Shang Cijie's phone.

"Should I call Mr Moyu to pass the time?"

Shang Mingming stared straight at the comment on Xu Moyu's number, seemingly conflicted and hesitant.

"Forget it