Zheng Xiuyan chuckled, leaned down, and gently spit out a name in Lin Ye's ear.

Lin Ye's pupils suddenly shrank.

"impossible!"

Jessica Jung sat back, looked at Lin Ye with a obviously wrong look, and spoke again.

"If she comes, can you still want to choose Lee Ji-en so confidently now?"

Lin Ye's expression became gloomy and gloomy.

If it was her...

Suddenly, Lin Ye thought of the words he said when he was talking to Li Zhien in China not long ago.

How many seven years can Li Zhien have in seven years?

Even her...

Not even!

Lin Ye's expression gradually returned to calm.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jessica Jung's eyes.

Lin Ye is this...?

"Even her, it won't do it."

The tone was calm and firm.
Chapter completed!