C840 Ruan Xiaomo Divorce

"How dare you date me? "Hmm?"

"It's not like I can make a date by myself, but don't you —"

The door that was not tightly shut was suddenly opened by someone, interrupting their conversation.

Ruan Xiaomo's hand was on the cold doorknob.

She stood impassively in the doorway, looking at the two men lying inside on the wide leather couch