C999 Wishful Thinking

Jin Beiqing sneered. "Consider you?"

Standing behind him, the corner of Mo Lin's mouth twitched, "Second Young Master, I feel that she is really not worth your time."

"I think so too."

Jin Beiqing picked up the wine glass on the tea table and took a sip.

"Young Master, look at me again." The servant got up from the ground and ran towards him. "I'm no worse than Miss Xia