C269 Trade

"Birthmark? How could that damn Mo Ya possibly have a birthmark like that?"

"This woman must be lying to me, right? She has to be."

Yet, Jiang Lvluo's calm demeanor made her second-guess herself. But Faang Ann wasn't easily intimidated. Her mind raced, and she even reached up to touch her earlobe. A tiny earpiece was nestled in her ear, and Anyi should have heard the entire conversation by now