C152 A Bewitching Medicine

After Mao Xiaojun drank a cup of tea, he looked inside the room. Didn't Ma Chunni say that Hua Dajiang wanted to talk to him about something tonight?

It was almost half past six in the evening, and the village committee had also gotten off work. Why was there no one there?

"Sister-in-law, where is I, Brother Dajiang? Why isn't he here?"

Ma Chunni was extremely pleased with herself