C504 He Might as Well Sleep on the Side of the Road

The colleagues looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Zhong Meo was confused by their actions. "What's wrong?"

His colleagues were silent for a while before they asked hesitantly, "Meo, don't you feel that your description of him earlier was so perfect that it was like a fake description of a dream?"

It was impossible for a man to look as perfect as Zhong Meo had said