C89 Cooking Crazy Devil on the Line

God knows how bad Fong Ziming's mood was right now!

His chest was about to be burst by a strong wave of anger. He had to use the self-control of over twenty years to suppress the impulse to tear Jin Keke apart on the spot.

Looking at Jin Keke, who was like a clown, Fong Ziming raised the corner of his lips. His cold eyes stared straight at Jin Keke's gaze that had nowhere to rest