First Love: The Pres

Song Mengmeng's voice was a bit loud, attracting some curious glances. Fang Mei felt a little embarrassed and pulled Song Mengmeng aside, signaling her to calm down and speak softly.,"What girlfriend, she's just a smokescreen. Look at her, no chest, no face. If I were her, I'd rather sleep with my own manager.",Fang Mei also came out from the cubicle, she looked at these strangers who had been attacking her with complex eyes.。