C297 Fu Li That's Enough!

As he pulled, the shirt Fu Lia was wearing instantly shattered into pieces. Looking at the tattered shirt, Fu Lia's face became very ugly. His clenched fist loosened and then loosened. Finally, the man reached out his hand and coldly grabbed Ye Qiu's chin.

"This bowl of longevity noodles was made for me because of guilt. "

"Enough. Wuwu, Fu Lia, please. "

Ye Qiu kept crying