C285 Provoke

"Young master Leng, what is the meaning of this?" The corners of Jiang Fengming's mouth sank, and a wisp of rage flashed through his eyes that were cold like glass.

"I said that Qingqing is resting. I hope you don't disturb her!" Leng Shaoheng emphasized the word Qingqing and emphasized her title.

Jiang Fengming and him looked at each other indifferently