C563 Music Room

"uncle Zhan..." Yu Leelee's voice was soft and mellow. Like a cat's paw scratching Zhan Beiting's heart, Zhan Beiting suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked at Yu Leelee with a cold expression.

Seeing that Zhan Beiting did not seem to respond to her, Yu Leelee knew that Zhan Beiting was angry