C955 Young Master Ye's Maid 877

The more Mo Xiaojun spoke, the angrier he got. Mo Xiaojun really wanted to punch Ye Zimo a few times, but looking at Ye Zimo's current state, he couldn't do anything. He wasn't as cold-blooded as Ye Zimo. He knew Mo Xiaojun's identity, but he could still fight without fear.

"Finished."

Ye Zimo asked plainly, as if what Mo Xiaojun said just now had no effect on him.

"Ye Zimo, you are cruel