"What's going on?" Mao Zhu was about to leave, but her eyes caught Liu Tian's figure, and she paused, noticing Liu Tian was staring in a certain direction.
"Hold on, what is your uncle doing?"
Oh no!
"Auntie... I really don't feel well, let's leave here quickly..." Mao Cuicui hurriedly blocked her, but Mao Zhu pushed her aside: "Get out of the way, I want to see which little vixen has captured your uncle's soul this time."
Mao Cuicui sighed inwardly, thinking, my dear aunt, can you not be so naive?
What kind of place is this? It's not a place for throwing a tantrum. These socialites and ladies won't give you any face; they will only mock you even more.
"It's her?" Mao Zhu said in surprise, clenching her fists tightly. It was this woman again. The first time she saw her, she felt this woman was no good. How dare she seduce her man?
