1887 Make Your Move! (1)

Fujiwara did not continue with the rest of the sentence. Seeing that Dongfang Liuyun did not take the cup, his eyes darkened, and he had no choice but to put it on the table in front of her.

"Thank you."

Dongfang Liuyun looked at Fujiwara, who had already sat down across from him, and responded in a low voice.

"You're here because of Mr. Ge's matter, right?"

Seeing Dongfang Liuyun's cold and indifferent expression, Fujiwara's heart was naturally a little gloomy. However, he did not want to make things unpleasant during this rare reunion. Deep down, he knew Dongfang Liuyun's purpose for coming over.

"You know about this matter?"

Dongfang Liuyun looked at him coldly. The ridicule in her eyes was very obvious, causing Fujiwara's heart to suddenly ache.

"I've heard of it."

Fujiwara lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.