Li Xiaobao didn't expect that Yang Feifei would lay everything bare.
At this moment, Li Xiaobao wasn't in a hurry to leave. He wanted to see what this woman was really up to.
Seeing Li Xiaobao wasn't leaving anymore, Yang Feifei breathed a sigh of relief, but she snorted: "Li Xiaobao, you're really petty. Just because I'm Yang Qingshan's niece and he asked me to do something I didn't do, you want to break ties with me over such a trivial matter?"
At this point, the haughty nature of this rich girl flared up again, but her face turned red as she said, "Didn't you also buy me a piece of lingerie? Did you forget that too?"
"Stop!" Li Xiaobao's eyelid twitched. Every time he thought about this, he felt aggrieved.
Those few strips of fabric were worth over ten thousand?
It was all to save face back then, but thinking about it now, it was really stupid!
Seeing Li Xiaobao's strong reaction to this matter, Yang Feifei laughed.
