251 Arrange the Meeting 4

Lan Meifeng looked at him and asked curiously, "Why do you think so, Brother?"

Ren Weimin did not reply but calmly took another sip from his wine glass.

Lan Meifeng understood that he would not speak anymore and thus turned around to look at the man beside him.

Mo Li shrugged at her, "How would I know what this man is thinking?"

Lan Meifeng gave him a look of disgust, "I didn't even expect you to understand anything."

Though she said that, she still pulled him closer and spoke in his ear, "Do you also think that Mr. Zeng would contact Brother?"

Mo Li was already used to his wife's dual personality and thus was not offended by her previous words.

He raised his other hand that was not in her grip to pat her head, "If Weimin said that he would contact, then I will also believe that he would contact."

Lan Meifeng poked him in his waist and said in a lowered voice, "It's Brother. Not Weimin."