Jiang Mingzhu's ears turned red and she lowered her eyes, her lips slightly pursed, with a hint of redness in her eye sockets, her face bearing a look of repressed grievance.,Xu Siyan: "What kind of love potion did she give you",Just leaving the coffee shop, I saw Jian Yu Bai's figure. She was acting suspiciously, talking on the phone while looking around nervously.。