Wen Ke'er's gentle and harmless face turned towards Feng Yunan with a tinge of grievance in her eyes.
It was as if she was asking, "Brother Nan, am I really not important to you anymore?"
He took another look at Qiao Ruoxi, his heart filled with hatred.
She would never have thought that Feng Yunan would always keep Qiao Ruoxi by his side when he was meeting a client. And he was even his personal assistant?
Ha…
'What did that bitch do to confuse him?'
No matter when or where, Feng Yunan would never hurt Wen Ke'er.
It could only be said that Mu Yunli was very powerful. He had instantly grasped his weakness.
He sat back down and said coldly, "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"
"Why don't we talk while we eat? I heard that Mr. Feng bought over Tiffany with a lot of money. Since Mr. Feng is the host, so he has to treat us to a meal no matter what."