Who's the Decision

"I'm talking to you. Why are you pretending?"

Zhang Fanghua saw that there was no reaction from Duan Zhimu. After scolding him, she directly pinched her arm.

Her skin was originally as white as snow, but now that Zhang Fanghua pinched her, a glaring red mark was directly formed.

Li Jing, who was standing on the other side, finally came back to life. He walked over and pulled Xiamu to his back to protect him. He looked at Zhang Fanghua and frowned, "Mom, why did you pinch Zhimu?"

Zhang Fanghua sneered, "What did you do? If you don't want the registration fee of 100,000 yuan, then don't. When did my son become rich? "

After saying that, she ignored Li Jing's embarrassed expression and directly raised her head to look at the manager.

Facing the manager who was wearing noble makeup, Zhang Fanghua's face showed an obvious fawning expression, and she seemed to be bowing and bowing.