Chapter 717: Concealing

racteristically scolded, the front desk girl's face fell, and she wasn't too pleased either. "You wait here for a moment and drink..." 。"With you talking to customers like that, you're a receptionist...He Shumei remained seated on the sofa for a long time, unable to rise. She couldn't believe it; she had racked her brains to design everything, but it was easily defused by Fu Mo寒 with such ease.What...