C115 Yang Xiaoman's Thoughts

In the living room of Waterfront Villa, the atmosphere of the conversation between Ye Lingkong and the others was getting worse and worse. There was a faint smell of gunpowder about to explode. Lau Feng just sipped his tea and did not speak. At the same time, he did not dare to look at Ye Lingkong. After all, it was his responsibility to not block this matter. Now