Chapter 792 You Trying to Throw Your Weight Around at Me?
- He was young too—tall and burly, wrapped in a mink coat, a few buzz-cut thugs trailing behind him.
- “Wu Chuang, what kind of crap are you spewing? Since when was Tangtang your girlfriend?”
- Mo Fei snapped, rage flashing across his face. “You liking Tangtang is your problem. Tangtang never said yes to you!”