Zhong Qianqian furiously cursed, swinging her high-end LV handbag at Bai Youfeng in a fierce beating.
The luxurious LV handbag in her hand was studded with a lot of precious metals and diamonds, leaving Bai Youfeng's skin torn and bloody, wailing incessantly.
Three minutes later, she finally stopped, panting heavily.
With a beep, Bai Youfeng's phone flashed a green light, indicating the end of the timer.
Ye Huan bit a toothpick, hands in pockets, and said meaningfully:
"The three minutes are up—I wonder when Young Master Bai Youfeng plans to order Golden Saber to beat me to death and throw me into a stinking ditch?"
"And Golden Saber, didn't you say..." As he said this, Ye Huan's mouth curled up, "Didn't you say that if I had someone backing me, you'd beat that person up too?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Golden Saber was on the verge of tears; beat up the person behind him too? The person backing him is the young madam! Even ten lives wouldn't be enough!
