Flame turned to leave but was stopped by ice.
The problem was that his young master wanted to fight the landlord. Now that flame was gone, how were the two of them going to fight?
Mr. Li would definitely not fight with them ...
"Let go."
Flame said to Han Bing.
"Do you want to fight the landlord or do it?"
Han Bing shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.
There was nothing he could do when their young master was willful.
If he said he wanted to play fight the landlord, then he would.
"You're playing fight the landlord, right?" Li beixiao said coldly.
"Why? you want to play?" Feng Yan sat cross-legged on the sofa and winked at li beixiao.
Li beixiao rolled his eyes at him.
He picked up the phone on the table and made a call.
"Get on!"
The call was connected and Li beixiao hung up after saying only two words.
After a while, ye qingge ran in. Seeing that the four men in the office were all fine, she heaved a sigh of relief.
