Mo Kaicheng stammered as he apologized, "I'm sorry...I won't dare to..."
This cowardly appearance caused Ji Yan to coldly curl his lips.
Shen Hanxing held the card between her fingertips and leisurely unfolded it, her red lips forming a mocking curve. "Young Master Mo, don't you know to check before you give someone a gift?"
"What?" Mo Kaicheng raised his head in a daze, unable to muster the courage to look at Shen Hanxing's dazzling face. His gaze fell on the card in her hand.
Shen Hanxing's hands were also beautiful. Bathed in moonlight, they resembled exquisite white jade. Mo Kaicheng didn't dare to look for long, and he stammered a response, his mind empty.
"My dear Rui, your red lips are as alluring as roses, your body even hotter. I anticipate spending a wonderful night with you. Love you, Mo Kaicheng." Shen Hanxing's voice was icy as she read the greasy words on the card, reciting them with a calm and unhurried demeanor.
