C280 Forming a Team to Sell Their Teammates!
"Haha, so that's what it was about. I just thought Johnson seemed like a nice guy, so I chatted with him a bit more," Yan Feibai laughed heartily, his warm, gentle hand lightly holding hers.
Qin Manrong's hands were cold. It was already fall, and the nights were much cooler than the days. Despite his thoughtful gesture, it didn't earn him the forgiveness he sought
