C382 Mo Yehan Is My Husband

Ann Qianqian smiled coldly in her heart. Her face still carried coldness, ridicule, and even some contempt.

"Saang Yan, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Or do you think I am still an eighteen year old little girl who has just started love? Would I believe a low level lie like you? "

She smiled and raised her eyebrows, glancing at the man. However