"Brother Xu, let's go! It's impossible!" Xia Yihan broke away from Xu Haosheng's hand and retreated from Xu Haosheng's side.

Xu Haosheng was a little stunned. Why?

Looking at Xu Haosheng's melancholy eyes, he said, "Brother Xu, I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't follow you!"

"Why? He bought fashion jewelry, and you're still there for him? Are you crazy? Xu Hao pressed Xia Yihan's shoulders angrily, and his voice became somewhat high.

"What a lovely picture!" A cold bone-marrow sound rang through the room.

Xia Yihan and Xu Haosheng looked at the door at the same time.

Seeing the man's instant, Xia Yihan was unable to move, and...