"You're the second young master, you're the second young master!"
You can't say such things in a fit of anger!
Uncle Zhao was extremely anxious, but li Junting did not react at all. Instead, he took Amy's slender little hand and held it in his palm.
"Baby, Come Back to my room with me, okay?" li Junting asked.
Even though the man was sitting in a wheelchair, he didn't hide his devilishly handsome facial features at all.
All the women around him were mesmerized by li Junting's handsome face. They wished they could push Amy away from his arms and take her place.
Amy, whose hand had been caught by li Junting, curled her red lips."Sure, Xuanji Junting, I'll send you up."
After that, Amy stood up and separated herself from the other women who were looking at her with envy.
She pushed li Junting towards the elevator.
As they watched the two of them leave, the others were jealous and jealous, but uncle Zhao sighed deeply ...
