Gong Shaofan was displeased when he heard this.
"When I could walk, you were just crawling out of your mother's belly. How could you beat me?"
He spoke with a standard Beijing accent, a voice on the lower side, the kind said to be so magnetic that it's reputed to impregnate one's ears.
Yuanya withdrew her glance, a charming smile on her face.
"Hello, Mr. Gong, I am Yuanya."
"Hello, Miss Yuan."
After Gong Shaofan finished speaking, he looked at Yuanya with interest.
Just two hours ago, someone reported that her car had entered the Scenic Manor.
So, she was the woman Lan Xiu had snatched away...
Managing to maintain her purity at present, despite being with Hua Country's top gangster, was no easy feat.
Wealth and glory can blind people's eyes, and turn their souls.
However, Gong Shaofan's impression of Yuanya seemed to have improved after meeting her in this way.
Old Master Lan, with a dissatisfied face, blocked Yuanya.
"Gong Shaofan, watch your eyes."
