C62 Type X Continuing Therapy

"Do you think this is a vegetable market that sells green onions and vegetables? You are haggling, but you still come and go. Eat the rice yourself. I still have matters to attend to, so I will be leaving first." Fu Yunqian suddenly pushed the chair away and stood up. His clear and expensive figure could not hide his anger.

Fu Zihao curled his lips and smiled faintly