Zeng Zihang looks at the two men with a smile, holds his glasses, and finally looks at Mu Zhiqing's face. He looks at her for several seconds, and finally smiles.

this smile didn't frighten Mu Zhiqing to death. Soon, there was a rush of anger.

she cuddled with other men. He didn't respond at all. He was so happy. Is this man made of iron stone?

"Zhiqing, congratulations. I found someone I like."

Zeng Zihang looks at Cheng Haidong, who is smiling brightly. Seeing the hat on his head, he guesses that he shaved his head for the girl. It seems that the young master is sincere.

Zhiqing, a girl...