Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227 - Did I blow up?! (2)

However, it really looked like a dead man's makeup when he painted Old Mr. Ye like this.

Madam Ye was so angry that her body trembled and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the security guard beside her held her in time.

Tang Zhimo glanced at Old Madam Ye and then looked at Old Mr. Ye. He kept shaking his head. "Who is so wicked? Old Mr. Ye isn't dead yet. Why is he doing Old Mr. Ye's makeup? Isn't he cursing Old Mr. Ye? The person who painted Old Mr. Ye's make-up is too wicked and wicked."

Tang Zhimo's expression was particularly innocent when he said those words. There was nothing wrong with what he said. It was indeed not a good thing for Old Mr. Ye to draw a "dead man's makeup" when he was still alive.

Old Madam Ye was so angry that her face turned blue. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and her body was obviously shaking, as if she was about to faint.