"Pfft." Mo Qiu clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground again, his body twitching.
Seeing this, Li Ruyan was scared out of her wits. While keeping quiet for ah ze, she went forward and pulled mo Zitan. "You've got the wrong person. The man you're going to marry is ah ze, not him!"
Li Ruyan was afraid that she would fall in love with someone else, so she quickly dragged her back.
The afternoon sun was shining brightly.
The wind was a little strong, but the sun was bright and not cold.
Shen chengjing and Mo Zitan were driving, while mo Qiu sat in the back seat with a bitter face. She covered her face with her hands.
"Mo Zitan, are you short of money?" Mo Qiu asked in a deep voice.
With a lollipop in her mouth, mo Zitan said,""I don't lack it."
"What do you lack?" Mo Qiu tried to please her.
