Instantly, He Qimo was displeased.
He truly didn't want them to be implicated and have their safety threatened, but what did she mean he wanted to fulfill their wishes?
As for Feng Chengjin, given the choice, would he ever want to fulfill his wishes in this lifetime?
He turned his head away, sullen and silent.
Shen Jian妮 took a look and chuckled, nudging He Qimo with her elbow, her little eyebrows arching with excitement, "Who would have thought, you're quite the righteous guy!"
In an instant, He Qimo's face grew even gloomier, "What are you doing!"
Shen Jian妮 was briefly stunned, her heart inflating little balloons of anger, secretly spitting, bah, hypocritical, pretending to be noble, pretending to be calm, pretending to be mature, looking down on the genuine expressions of the grassroots masses.
Not wanting to make a scene, Shen Jian妮 sat properly, waiting for the car to return to the hotel.
