"Brother, what's wrong with you? Let go..." Ye Qingyu struggled hard, how could he do this?
At this time, a young and handsome boy in fashionable clothes stepped out of the convertible. He took three steps and two steps at a time and came to them.
"President, my eldest brother won't let me go to the movies with you." Ye Qingyu saw the boy coming and immediately complained with a sad face.
The president raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped in front of them.
