Leng Feifei glanced disdainfully at Ye Long after hearing what he said!
Fang Qinghan is the president of the Fang Group, and even at the lowest estimate, she is worth billions. How could she throw herself at a guy who is neither handsome nor classy?
"You narcissistic jerk, as long as you don't stick to her like a persistent plaster, it's fine. But if you dare to harm Qing Han or make any moves on her with ill intentions—I swear, I'll break your third leg!" Leng Feifei threatened, clenching her Pink Fist.
Ye Long looked at Leng Feifei with a gloomy face and said, "Police sis, can we not always talk about breaking my third leg? That leg is also connected to your lifelong happiness!"
"Scram, you tasteless jerk. With the way you act like such a Slick, it's still undecided whether you can even find a wife!" Leng Feifei said, rolling her eyes at Ye Long.
