"You said Yi Xiaotian hit the owner of the media company because of me, and then was beaten up by the other party?"

Zhao Bin was sitting on the bed, eating Xia Ling's apples, with an incredible expression on his face. He didn't expect Yi Xiaotian to do such a thing.

He clearly remembered that the first time he saw Yi Xiaotian was a lonely creamy boy, and then he came back with the impression that Yi Xiaotian had no power to restrain chickens, let alone beat people.

"He thought you were attacked by the boss, so he hit each other on the head, but he is also miserable now....