C932 Hotel Manager

Bai Yifei didn't sound like he was mocking him. He was asking him if he would, but in Pan Buting's eyes, he was looking down on him.

"Cut the crap and get out of here!" Pan Buting's face turned cold instantly.

Bai Yifei was not angry. He nodded and jumped out of the car and sat in the back.

However, as soon as he sat down, Pan Buting turned around and scolded loudly