C521 Scornful Dispute

Soong Mingzhu's elegant face held a trace of anger. "What do you want?"

Ji Rann shrugged and said he was innocent.

"Mr. Ji, did you see my car? "You also crossed it out, we're even." With that, Soong Mingzhu wanted to leave.

At this moment, Ji Rann smiled. His hand tightly held Soong Mingzhu's wrist, "Miss Song, do you like to hurt each other?"

Ji Rann was extraordinarily handsome