C206 A Lover

In the private room, Wenn Shihuan sat. Yang Wenxiu stood there with his hands crossed, and his face gradually turned pale and ugly. Wenn Shihuan didn't seem to have said anything good. After saying a few words, he flicked his sleeve and left, leaving Yang Wenxiu standing where he was. Then, he sat down dejectedly and didn't move for a long time.

"Hey, benefactor