The Goal

"We all have our own needs. Don't make it sound so bad. We're more or less in a partnership. "

Mu Yalan took out her phone from Xia Qinglee's bag and looked at the name of Lu Qian and their heads jumping on it. Her face became more and more embarrassed.

Of course, she wanted to get rid of Xia Qinglee. She was a stumbling block in her own life.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wong Huacheng's hesitant face and used her trump card again.

"We have already progressed to this stage. If we let her go now, she will definitely announce our matter to the world. And I believe that if something really happened between you and her, she will definitely follow you. "

Wong Huacheng's eyebrows twisted into eight lines. After hearing these words, he slowly relaxed and his heart was somewhat shaken.