"Mr. Yang, are you satisfied now?" Song Chengyou asked after smashing the car.
"How many cars does this woman have?" Yang Luo asked instead of answering Song Chengyou's question.
"What do you mean?"
Song Chengyou was stunned for a moment. He did not know what Yang Luo meant.
"Now, drive all the cars in this woman's garage and smash them all," Yang Luo said indifferently.
" What?!"
Han Feifei's expression changed drastically. She shook her head vigorously." Young Master Song, don't, don't!"
"Mr. Yang, don't go overboard," Song Chengyou took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
"Overboard? Who is going overboard?"
Yang Luo stared at Song Chengyou, his eyes turning colder and colder." I didn't want to argue with this woman. She wanted us to compensate her, and we agreed.
However, she refused to let it go. She demanded an exorbitant price and wanted to make this matter bigger.
In that case, she must pay the price for what she has done."
