You're afraid of Wen Muchu?

Fang qingci sighed, and her face showed a trace of sadness.

She slowly picked up the spoon and ate the cake.

"Miss LAN, you're still on guard against me. I really want to make up with you, but I didn't expect you to still be so cautious about me. Aiyaya, I feel a little sad."

Lan Xiao looked at her hypocritical and eccentric appearance.

She couldn't help but sneer.

"Make up? To be honest, miss Fang's hatred for me in the past, including the things you've done to me ... Why don't I believe that you'll be able to let go of your past grudges and shake hands with me?"

Fang qingci's eyes flickered, and she gritted her teeth and cursed.

She knew that Lan Xiao was so cunning and would never let his guard down against her.

If he didn't ask her to jump into the trap obediently, would she need to be so humble and curry favor with her?

Fang qingci suppressed the anger in her heart, twitched her lips, and explained with a good temper.