Le Tian could not help but swallow her saliva and looked at the man who was approaching her with no way to retreat.
Zhao fangyu walked to Le Tian's side, squatted down and reached out to pinch le Tian's chin. His strength was strong enough to make le Tian's expression change.
Because it hurt.
"I thought that man had good taste,"Zhao fangyu said as he shook Le Tian's chin and reached out to grab her hair, "Do you think that Ding Junqi will choose you, or his company, his money, and his life?"
Le Tian's scalp was almost pulled up. She tried her best to tilt her neck back to ease the pain.
"Ptui --"Le Tian spat, but was thrown to the ground by Zhao Fangyu in the next second, and her head hit the wall.
Because of Le Tian's spit, Zhao fangyu seemed to be in a rage as he raised his leg and kicked at Le Tian.
"Zhao fangyu, if you kick her to death, what will you use to negotiate with Ding Junqi?"Mu Qi suddenly said.
