"May I ask what's the matter?" Shen Chengjing naturally remembered her. At the temple, she had asked the bodyguard to look for Moh Yanchen. It was as if she had asked for it and wanted it all.
Jiang Yuanyuan frowned and looked at Shen Chengjing with displeasure. At that moment, the bodyguard walked forward and said, "Our miss is talking to you. Please stand up."
Liu Sijie sat there, not knowing what was going on. This imposing manner…
"Who told you to talk so much? Get Down." Jiang Yuanyuan was angry. She didn't turn her head, but her voice was terrifyingly cold.
When the bodyguard heard it, he turned around respectfully and said, "Miss, I'm sorry."
After he finished speaking, he took three steps back, but his eyes kept staring at Shen Chengjing, as if she had done something outrageous.
"May I ask what is the matter?" Shen Chengjing put down the coffee and stood up. Her eyes were sizing up the person in front of her, and she asked politely.
