Ye Linglong Admits Defeat

Ye Linglong's face was as cold as ice in the face of Lin Dong's teasing.

Ye Ruyu, who was standing at the side, was about to explode with anger. He roared, "Sister, kill him, kill him."

"How dare he blaspheme you like this!"

Ye Linglong's heart was also filled with anger. She had always been regarded as a prodigy by others and had always been high and mighty. Any man who saw her would have to lower their heads.

In the past, no matter how outstanding those men were, they would feel inferior in front of her. There had never been anyone like Lin Dong who dared to profane her like this.

"You're courting death!" Ye Linglong circulated all her strength, wanting to flip in the air and throw Lin Dong out.

But Lin Dong didn't budge, grabbing her leg even tighter than a pair of iron pliers.

Even as she exerted strength, Lin Dong lifted her leg and flipped her upside down.