"How can you ask Mrs. Zhang then? You should ask me this client! "

Yao Xinxin smiled and her chin was raised slightly as if she were a winner.

The more lost and sad Qiujiayi is, the happier she will be and the more arrogant she will be.

The breath that had been there before seemed to dissipate in that instant.

Qiujiayi glanced at her coldly.

"I'm asking Mrs. Zhang, not you!"

This woman always appears between Shenglingyao and her life, just like a shadow that can't be pulled out.

Yao Xinxinxin's face suddenly grew gloomy and her eyes stared at Qiu Jiayi.

This woman has arrived at this point,...