At that moment, fire seemed to burst from Boss Yan's eyes. He had just signed a contract with You Libing's uncle, making her his property. Now, he watched as Yang Yifeng held his woman in his arms. How could he not be furious?
"How dare you!"
Bi Chi couldn't stand it when someone cursed at Yifeng, so hearing Boss Yan speak to Yifeng like that made him explode.
"Dead fat pig, do you have a death wish? What status does my big brother Yang have that allows you to bark orders at him?" The more he spoke, the angrier he got, until Bi Chi was pointing right at Boss Yan's nose and berating him: "Look at yourself, an old sow, almost eighty years old, still scheming to buy a young girl to warm your bed, how shameless can you be?"