"Hey, Mr. Teddy Bear, Yingluo, are you really 333? You mean the tycoon 333 who tipped you on the Soaring Dragon platform?"
Ruan Mengmeng could not help but want to confirm the identity of Room 333.
Before number 333 could turn around, she stood behind him and asked softly.
However, even after she asked twice, Mr. Teddy Bear still didn't move and looked straight at the computer screen.
It was as if he did not hear her question at all.
F * ck, it was just as the Gods had said. He had a deep social disorder.
333, who had followed her online and called her ugly and unpresentable every day, did not look like a person at all.
Could it be that this person was not 333 at all?
Just as ruan Mengmeng thought that Feng yihuan might have made a mistake.
Wu Ranran, who was standing at the side, nudged her arm. "Sister Mengmeng, Room 333 is wearing a wireless earphone. Yingluo, you have to push him, or he won't know you're talking to him."
