Don't worry, I'll crush you with money

He walked over without looking sideways, but suddenly heard a man behind him say,""Hey ... Don't say that. This woman actually ... Looks a little like sleeping Star Yan qingsi."

Yue tingfeng stopped, turned around, and walked behind the man. He asked,""What Sleeping Star?"

"The female celebrity who's a professional sex partner," the man replied,"Yan qingsi ... She even said she's getting married. Hehe ... I guarantee that her husband's cuckold can open a hat shop. Haha ..."

Another man said,"she does look a little like her ... She looks like that woman. She must be a little slut."| Goods, maybe she deliberately splashed it on you ..."

"I'm not,"the waitress cried,"don't accuse me! And don't you dare insult me. "

Yue tingfeng's face was even colder than the snow that had fallen a few days ago. His eyes were filled with a bone-chilling murderous intent.

He waved his hand and called for a waiter.