However, Zhan Jia 'er knew that she was a fake ruan Mengmeng. Even if the human skin mask on her face was exquisitely made, and she had specially watched ruan Mengmeng's various interviews and learned her tone and mannerisms, she still felt guilty when faced with li junyu's sudden question.
Could li junyu have noticed something?
No, that was impossible.
Zhan Jia 'er was confident in her acting skills, and she was also confident in the skin on her face.
She steadied her mind and said,"of course I did." Junyu, let's not talk about these things. Everyone's watching. Kiss Me First, and we'll talk after the wedding is over."
She reached out to grab li junyu's arm, but the man avoided her without a trace.
"The wedding will be a success, but I can't kiss you," li junyu said in an extremely cold tone.
"For Yingluo, why?"
