Chapter 85 If you can’t speak, stop talking.

Zhao Ze was not angry, and said teasingly, “I'm not a big man, but I have quite a bad temper."

He glanced at Song Yan before leaving.

Fu Baicheng turned around and glared at Song Yan, “How much ecstasy soup did you pour into them? My brother, grandpa and these people, why should they defend you? Don't they know what you are?"

Song Yan pinched her fingers and stood up, “Who am I? Why don't you tell me, Miss Fu?"

Fu Baicheng sneered contemptuously, “Despicable thing!"

"Did you rely on your good-looking face to deliberately use some disgusting methods to confuse my brother? You... ugh!"

She was caught off guard when she spoke and Song Yan covered her mouth, but this was not the point, because she felt Song Yan forcefully stuffed something into her mouth, and it melted in her mouth.

She pushed Song Yan away hard, trying to spit out what she had swallowed, but there was nothing left.

Song Yan took out the paper and wiped his hands in