C861 A Single Slap Represented a Thousand Yuan

"Really?"

A lackey looked Cheng Zhengyang up and down and asked in disbelief, "Brat, you're really handing it over for her? The Lady Boss is your son? "

Cheng Zhengyang frowned and shouted loudly, "You better keep your mouth shut, or I will not be polite to you!"

Tch, brat, why are you so fierce? It was you who said you were going to pay the compensation