Sweet Little Wife
She was nervous.
As the two were talking, Shen Mengqi's cell phone rang suddenly.
Ye Wan Yu Guang glimpsed the name of a senior high school student, one of Shen Mengqi's avid suitors, the family is also a bit small money, but is of course incomparable with today's Song Zihang.
Like Shen Mengqi as a spare tyre hanging, she knows, there are several.
Thinking of this, Ye Wan touched his chin, and a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes.