Fashion International

"Senior, you fooled me yesterday. Anxiaoya didn't contact people who surrounded the Consortium at all." Xia Yuchen lay on the sofa with a depressed face and showed his lazy personality thoroughly.

"Rest assured! Nothing special happened." Mu Jiyun looked up at him and continued to do his own thing.

"Are you sure? Luo Hao has made a clear inquiry." Speaking of this summer rainy morning, the spirit came, and the whole people were in a good mood, no longer seeing the laziness and weakness just now.

"Well! He did his research last night." Mu Jiyun frowned and looked at the sponsorship information from a group army. There were...