The surrounding guests wanted to laugh but did not dare to. Which idiot who was not afraid of death would dare to laugh at the little tyrant of the Dongfang family? They would be beaten to death on the spot!
Han Ding lowered his head without giving any face and could not hold back his laughter.
What a joke! In the whole of China, there were only a few people who could compare to Ji Xing in terms of looks.
The little tyrant of the Dongfang family might not be bad looking, but compared to him, what was there to compare? Was he thick-skinned or shameless?
Song Yiyan laughed. "Dongfang Fan, you should hurry home. Don't come out and embarrass your family. Does your family know that you're here?"
Dongfang Fan glanced around fiercely and threatened, "Who do you think is better looking, me or that pretty boy?"
