What A Poor Little Wretch

"..."

Tan Bengbeng was stunned in the car. She was still unable to regain her senses.

She was still thinking about him just a moment ago. In the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of her.

They had just separated yesterday and it had not even been a day. However, when she looked at this evil face in front of her, she had the illusion that they had been separated for a very, very long time.

So long that she began to miss him. She really wanted to..

Before today, she had always despised this evil face waving in front of her. It was a little annoying.

"Qi Yan, this is the Tan family. Your surname isn't tan. I'm afraid the ancestors of the Tan family don't know you!"Mo Yongheng walked forward and separated the distance between Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng. He reminded him with a cold face.

Not punching him in the face was already his greatest tolerance.