Missing a Wife

Su Mingyu's eyes narrowed, "I think Miss Nian'er is quite good. Her figure is graceful and her looks are first-class, anyone who sees her would be moved."

"Is that so?" Mo Wenyuan was unmoved and directly threw his paper into the box in front of him. But just as he was about to let go, Su Mingyu snatched it away.

He opened it and saw that it was actually not Mei Qing?

Su Mingyu suspiciously looked at him, as if she wanted to see through the mask to see what was there, but in the end she could only see the ice-cold mask.

Clearly seeing the astonishment in Su Mingyu's eyes, an undetectable smile flashed through Mo Wenyuan's eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, "What? What grievances does Young Master have with me? "

Su Mingyu smiled and threw in her ticket along with Mo Wenyuan's, "No, I just feel that Young Master's preferences are different from ordinary people."