Nan Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly.
Lin Wanyue's backstage supporter was Mu Sihan?
That was not entirely impossible.
Lin Wanyue knew Mu Sihan's private phone number after all. She had even called him in the middle of the night to ask him to be her show's exclusive sponsor.
"I didn't think Lin Wanyue would be so capable to ensnare such a handsome and young financier. F**k, and his figure. His waist strength must be very strong in bed!"
Nan Zhi burst out laughing. "Xiao Xi, your imagination is too wild."
"Didn't you notice that that person's hands and legs are long too? I heard that a man's fingers reflect the length of their lower body. That young Master Mu must be European-sized!"
A rather unhealthy image appeared in Nan Zhi's head unconsciously. Although she had not seen it directly, he was definitely not small based on the sizeable feeling when she had accidentally touched him, and the size of his underwear…
