"Mr. Mo!" Jiang Yu said helplessly, "By the way, how many more of these rotten romances do you have? Is this just the tip of the iceberg?"
Mo Long looked at her. "You should know that I don't have any women by my side!"
He looked like he was very well-behaved, but the hand that he was holding on to her waist was not well-behaved.
Jiang Yu turned her body slightly and withdrew from his embrace. She sat opposite him. "When I met you, you had been recovering from your illness and didn't have many women by your side. But what about before that? Before you were injured, you must have had many confidants, right?"
With Mo Long's status and his bearing, if it weren't for the fact that he had been hiding in a small place to recover from his illness for the past few years, he would definitely have had a lot of women.
