Her smile and weakness made Zhang Yi and Xiao Ya snort disdainfully. Xiao Ya sneered, "I wondered who you were calling! Turns out it's the old man who's keeping you. I bet you don't dare to say it, right? The bag you're trying to buy is worth 1.2 million; the guy who's keeping you probably won't be willing to buy it for you! You better not say it, or else he won't want you anymore!"
Xiao Ya deliberately spoke loudly, just to let the person on the other end of the line hear.
Not every sugar daddy is willing to buy a lover a bag worth 1.2 million.
Anjue heard this, and his expression turned cold, "Who's speaking."
This time, Ye Xiaoyu didn't plan to hide it; these people were too much.
