Fang Tianlong roared furiously.
Realizing the Qingshan Association's intention, he was burning with rage, angrily shouting and accusing Zhao Qianqian and the Qingshan Association loudly.
He had long known that the Qingshan Association was overbearing and insidious, but he hadn't expected them to be so ruthless to this extent.
Only now did he realize that cooperation with the Qingshan Association was akin to skinning the tiger for its hide, handing over the Fang Family to them, or rather, voluntarily delivering himself into the wolf's mouth.
"Hehehe..."
Zhao Qianqian covered her rosy lips, laughing gleefully.
Facing Fang Tianlong's curses and accusations, she laughed so joyfully, her laughter causing her charming and voluptuous figure to tremble, especially the large, full chest that Fang Tianlong had long coveted, almost bursting out of her collar.
