C129 Young Master Guo Rong

Hearing my words, Zhang Jiajia was stunned. Her face turned extremely ugly, no longer having the delicate look from before. She was unable to say a single word.

Right at this moment, Qi, the bodyguard, walked over with a table and chair and placed them beside Maybach. There was a big white plate under his armpit.

I ignored Zhang Jiajia and sat down on the chair