Yu Tianrong just wanted to throw the teacup away and shouted: is he the master or my master? Why don't you ask me for my opinion?

"Ma'am, are we doing something wrong?" The wind guard looks at her puzzled. Xi Bingxuan is her manager. He came back to protect her. Shouldn't he listen?

Yu Tianrong looks at him gloomily. "Later, in the garden of paintings, my words will prevail. If you have anything to ask me first! He'll come back next time and drive me out! "

? The wind guard looked at her in surprise. Last night, they were still pestering. They had deep internal power. Naturally, they heard...