C144 What Kind of Woman Suits Me

"This is this man's business card. Do you want me to send you there now?" Moo Yuncheng's mouth twitched coldly. He happened to have Moo Feng's business card on his body. With a wave of his hand, the light blue paper with exquisite patterns flew to Su Ziling's feet.

Su Ziling bent over and picked it up. She held the business card and looked at it for a long time