Ye Wanqi threw away the tissue in her hand and looked at Lan Fuya angrily. She seemed to be thinking about how to deal wi,this black-bellied woman. At the same time, she also looked at the Nangong Ruoyun. His smug look made Ye Wanqi mad.
"Don't talk like that. Miss Ye mean well. He's an official doctor at Yi Jia International Private Hospital. You're all my friends."
"Hmph." Lan Fuya snorted from his nostrils." Ridiculous!"
Looking at Lan Fuya domineering manner, Nangong Ruoyun did not get angry. He secretly pinched the Persian cat's neck.
Wuwu ······
Wi,a scream of pain, the Persian cat suddenly removed its gentle appearance and rushed to the ground like it had gone mad. It pounced towards the poor little cat and bit its neck in an instant.
"Hey, you bastard." Seeing this, Ye Wanqi
