"Master!" Aying took off Jue Ye's black coat: "Master Lan and his girlfriend are in the room."
His dark eyes glowed with cold light and his thin lips pursed tightly: "Humph, he is indeed a nasty mouse again."
"My father died five years ago and my mother was a cleaning employee in our company. It is worth noting that the girl's appearance is quite similar to Master Ling's mother."
"Really? I didn't notice this." Jue Ye raised a cruel smile. "Bang." The porcelain cup in his hand broke. : "Tide, it seems that I indulge you too much."