C1094 Young Master Ye's Maid 1016

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingyan let out a long sigh. The pressure of negotiating with Ye Zimo was too great. Ye Nianmo looked at him coldly from the side. His face reminded Yan Qingyan of Ye Zimo.

"Don't look at me!" Yan Qingyan roared. He lost control and wanted to hit Ye Nianmo, but Ye Zimo's words suddenly rang in his mind. He did not dare to attack again