Chapter 187: What Wish?

nt of Fu Mo'han. Fu Mo'han turned his head away with disdain, obviously rejecting this taste. 。"It's delicious, try some." 。The stinky tofu on the signature was getting closer, he frowned, displeased...roblem, once the money is in place, I can definitely complete the task. Well, that's all for now." 。After hanging up, he pulled out the contact information Su Han had just given him and smiled coldly...