"You must have an insider on the set. The news is really well-informed!" Meng Qingge joked, her red lips curling up slightly as her beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with happiness.
"I have the clairvoyant. No matter where you are, I can always see your every move." Ji Wanzhou said half-jokingly.
"Then you'd better not use it. I want my privacy." She did not want to be watched twenty-four hours a day.
However, with the personality of the number one silkpants in River City, it was likely that he would be able to do such a perverted thing.
"Are you tired?" Ji Wanzhou asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm not tired, but I feel a bit sick and I want to vomit." Meng Qingge remembered the coquettish voice that Ji Mengyao had used to make the call. Furthermore, the person on the other end of the phone was Ji Yao. It was really disgusting.
Ji Wanzhou was in the middle of signing the contract when he stopped, his face filled with shock.