Sixty-one

warmed up her face and lowered her head, slowly taking out a document from her bag. She handed it to Ye Fei Mo, a faint smile on her face, trying to maintain her good manners. Ye Fei Mo frowned, took...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."e of him, as long as they were not excessive, he would fulfill them one by one. He could also understand all their emotions and requests.He really understood. Last night's situation, he hadn't thought...