"Please behave yourself, Shen Mochen. You should call me Catherine, not any other inappropriate names."
The person who spoke had dazzling, almost silver-white, blonde hair, long legs, and features that perfectly matched the image of an angel in paganism.
Xia Qingrou's eyes widened, as the other casually wore a white shirt and a short skirt, yet looked so sacred.
In her arms, she also held a bouquet of flowers, and when she put the flowers down, her stunning figure was undoubtedly revealed—almost on par with Xiao Xingshuang, even seemingly a tad larger in the chest area.
Xia Qingrou had thought Shen Mochen was just joking, but who knew there really was a big "G"? Beyond Xiao Xingshuang, there was such a person who was perfect in both looks and figure!
Immediately, Xia Qingrou took off her glasses.
Although it was their first meeting, she must be the ex-girlfriend Shen Mochen couldn't forget.
Almost instinctively, Xia Qingrou grabbed Shen Mochen's hand.
