C563 Wei jing
Xi Mengge was sitting on a rosewood yellow pear bed with furrowed brows. She actually made Wei Yuan work with Song Chongjing. This was something that she had originally thought would never happen, but it had actually happened.
I really am like a joke, these words continuously surfaced in Xi Mengge's mind. For a man, for the sake of a man who originally belonged to his own older sister