As if Ye Junqing would bother with him, he just threw a sentence at Leng Chenmo: "I've left him with you, don't bother me."
After saying this, he left.
"Brother Qing, don't go!" Tang Zhou tried to catch up, but was stopped by Leng Chenmo who grabbed his wrist.
The grip didn't seem strong, but no matter how hard Tang Zhou tried, he couldn't shake it off. He lifted his leg to kick Leng Chenmo, "Don't you have any sense of being my little follower? Let me go, or I won't let you live in the storeroom anymore!"
Meanwhile, Leng Weixuan, who had fled the club in disgrace, was not willing to swallow the insult.
Sitting in the car on his way home, Leng Weixuan felt more and more uncomfortable, Tang Zhou dared to kick him in the face. If he didn't take revenge, he wouldn't be Leng Weixuan. Tang Zhou, wait for me!
Three days later.
