C698 If I Fall I'll Die for Sure

How could Leng Yuwen not hear the sarcasm in his words?

"Leng Shaoheng, what kind of attitude is this?" He raised his hand and slapped the table again, asking with extreme dissatisfaction.

"What kind of attitude you have when you force me to make a choice? What kind of attitude I have towards you!" Leng Shaoheng stood up, his face as cold as ice, and left a sentence behind