"Ning Ge! You are a piece of mud! You deserve to be beaten, hahaha!" "Yes! You are just a bastard! You dare to ride on the head of the young master! You don't know whether to live or die!"
Ning Ge, who was soaked in the mud, lowered his head, and his silence only added to the arrogance of those people—————————————————————— Ning Ge lowered her head to hide her cold expression. Now is not a good time, so she has to endure it. She quietly raised the corners of her lips in a wicked way...