"Uncle Ding, are you just going to let them go like that?"
Rong Linfang's face was twisted, full of reluctance.
Ding Chang waved his hand, looking at Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang as they walked through the crowd towards the square's exit, speaking coldly, "These two have an unusual air about them, better to investigate their background first. Things have already been ugly enough, making more trouble will only be bad for you."
The Flower God Selection Festival had been completely ruined by Lin Hongzhuang, turning into a joke.
Rong Linfang's face twisted, maliciously thinking to himself that once his boyfriend returned from his trip, he would make these two bitches pay.
"President Ding, who exactly are these two women?" Che Zixing walked over, eyes gloomy.
Ding Chang slightly shook his head, "Not clear for now, I'll let you know once I find out."
