Qin Mufeng: "...…"
Wait a moment, his brain was unable to process this information.
He only felt that there was something wrong with what Wei Zhiqian had just said.
However, at this moment, he was not able to think what was wrong specifically.
After all, his focus was on driving, and he was unable to use too much energy to think about anything else.
He only felt that the term Brother Zhiqian sounded very familiar.
Anyway, the one who was anxious now was no longer Wei Zhiqian and his appetite was back again.
"How do you know that he doesn't like Tan Mo?" Qin Mufeng found it odd and asked.
