An Apology Is Fine, But You Have to Treat Me To A Sugar Figurine

The young boy, who had been silent all this while, lowered his eyes. His gaze was indifferent as if he was waiting for her to continue.

"They're unreasonable! Let's throw them into the water!"

Ye Siming was unmoved, his gaze calm.

It was as if he felt that these people were not worthy of him making a move.

Gu Nuo'er clenched her fists and said, "After they are beaten up, I'll be happy even if I don't eat candy!"

Only then did Ye Siming raise his eyebrows. "You're the one who said this."

Otherwise, the child would keep hugging his leg, looking at him with a gaze that says that she wanted to eat candy.

It was really hard to be ruthless.

Before the troupe leader and his employees could react, they felt a figure flash in front of them.

When they came back to his senses, the troupe was the first to feel a pain in his abdomen, as if he had been punched!

Before he could cry out in pain, he felt the world spinning around him.