I Agree to Mo Yuanxiu’s Marriage Proposal

It was a luxurious dining room with glass panels all around.

Holding her cell phone, she suddenly lost interest in the news that had broken out this morning.

She didn't even need to think about what the news said. She knew what Mo Yuanxiu meant.

Wen Yun had probably never expected to be in such a sorry state one day.

She was silent when her cell phone rang.

There were two words on the screen: Wen Yun.

She picked up the call, wondering what this man had to say to her.

It was the reason why she picked up.

"Manman, where are you?" Wen Yun's agitated voice came from the other end.

"What's wrong?" she asked, not wanting to answer him.

"You weren't home last night?" Wen Yun seemed to be blaming her.

Blaming her?!

He couldn't kill her, so he came to scold her for not staying there well so that he could kill her easily!