Confessions of the Film Emperors

The smile on Jiang Siyan's face became even wider, and the gentleness in his eyes became even stronger. "If Miss Meng isn't married, then I can pursue you. If Miss Meng is married …"

He thought for a moment, as if trying to think of what to say. "Then I'll think of something else."

Meng Qingge raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Since when did she start to provoke peach blossoms like this? If the peach blossoms didn't come, then wouldn't it mean that they wouldn't come? Why was there such a large flower in the first place? A movie emperor-level peach flower? What a joke, if that peach blossoms weren't good enough, she would probably drown in the saliva of the movie emperors' fans …

Terrifying!

Thinking of this, Meng Qingge shivered. Then she forcefully pulled out her wrist and said coldly, "Mr. Jiang drank too much. Goodbye."

Meng Qingge then walked in the direction of the bathroom.