"Is threatening me with a call to Cheng Hui all you can do!" Seeing his action, a scornful expression immediately crossed Zhao Biting's face.
"You refused me because of this youngster, is that right? No matter, he does indeed look handsome, but soon, you will regret the words you just said to me." While speaking, Cheng Yang coldly dialed a number.
Soon, the call connected, and Cheng Yang shouted into the phone: "Ninth Uncle, I'm being bullied on the second floor."
With just that one sentence, Cheng Yang hung up the phone afterward.
"Cheng Dahai?" Zhao Biting's eyes twitched as she exclaimed in shock.
"Shut up, as a junior, how dare you call Ninth Uncle by his name so casually!" Cheng Yang's eyes sharpened, and he scolded sternly.
"Big Brother Li, you should leave quickly!" At this, a hint of regret emerged in Zhao Biting's heart.
If Cheng Hui is the genius of the younger generation, then this Cheng Dahai is the pride of heaven from the older generation.
