Suspect

"No, I won't." Meng Qingge took a few wet napkins and wiped her hands clean of the oil. "Thank you, thank you."

Sandra was relieved when she heard Meng Qingge say that she would stop.

She was really afraid that Meng Qinggehu would make someone smash this jade bracelet to pieces. How could she stop him then? What identity and reason would he use to stop it?

Sandra didn't dare to think about it, but Ji Wanzhou would definitely explode in anger.

After all, this bracelet was a relic of his aunt. Even if the woman he loved were to smash it, he would definitely be angry.

At this moment, Ji Wanzhou had a long face and his face was gloomy. His eyes were filled with coldness and his tone was so cold that it seemed to be about to freeze, "Picking up the jade bracelet? Still want to smash it? "

This stupid woman, who gave her the guts! Was he going to go to heaven!