Mysterious Cool Trea

His words, like a knife thrust into Joanne's heart, came out sharp and fierce, "Fang Chen, you bastard! You will regret this.","Hehe..." Qiao Anmu smiled painfully, glancing around the presidential suite. This was booked by someone else, hoping to spend a good night with Fang Chen here.,At 4 a.m., Qiao Anmu opened her eyes. The alcohol had worn off halfway, and the soreness in her waist, along with the even breaths beside her, startled her.。