Zhang Fan looked at those long legs and couldn't stop swallowing.
"Damn, those are high heels hitting right in the groin. Are his eggs smashed to bits?"
However, just when everyone thought Yi Bing was done for, Yi Bing suddenly said, "Thankfully, no harm done!"
Cold sweat dripped down Yi Bing's forehead as he looked at Ye Yanran with lingering fear.
At the same time, there were exclamations all around!
"Holy crap, he's fine with that?"
Ye Yanran snorted coldly and walked outside, dragging Weng Shuang with her.
Zhang Fan, with a miserable face, followed, carrying a pile of stuff.
Yi Bing's face contorted with anger.
Leaving? Not so easy.
Although he didn't know why Zhang Fan was so rich, this guy definitely didn't have any backing, otherwise, why would he be carrying things for Ye Yanran and her companions?
Ye Yanran, he couldn't afford to provoke, but this guy, was he also too much for him?
