After Zhuangwei's words, the four guys next to him all looked at Xiaoyang coldly, and then they surrounded him with fierce eyes.

Lin Mohan frowned and stood in front of several people. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Bullshit, ladies get away!" Zhuang Weileng drank.

Lin Mohan gave Chuang Wei a white look. "Are you sure that this ski resort is still your farmer?"

Zhuangwei Hey hey sneered two times.'Aren't you talking nonsense? This ski resort is not our banker, is it your home?'

Lin Mohan's eyes twinkled and a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth: "It's possible, too."

"I see your head is in the...