The man's cold face had sunk to the freezing point, and his deep black eyes revealed a chilling glint that made people shiver.
"Ruan, Meng, Meng." Zhan mo called out her name word by word. His cold and deep voice contained an invisible threat.
However, ruan Mengmeng did not seem to hear him. She continued to pull out the next photo and tore it up without a care.
He watched as the 'collection' that Zhan Jia 'er had once cared about crumbled into pieces in ruan Mengmeng's hands.
Zhan Mo's dark eyes darkened.
Just when the new Butler thought that young master mo would lose his temper ...
However, the man suddenly bent down and picked up ruan Mengmeng, who was sitting on the ground, in his arms.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Ruan Mengmeng glared at Zhan mo in disdain."Put me down. I'm not done."
There were still two photo albums on the ground, and she had not finished dealing with the things inside.
