C80 It's Settled

"If this young master is biased, then I'll take care of it!"

Jing Rongyun squatted down as he spoke. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xicheng's small hand in a domineering manner.

"Let go!"

Xicheng struggled.

He took out a pair of black leather gloves from his pocket.

Without saying a word, he rudely put them on Xicheng.

"I don't want them!!"

Xicheng struggled