"You better apologize quickly, or even the Chenhe Group will be doomed!"
Jiang Yan hurriedly said.
She just wanted to see Jiang Meng in a bad situation.
Jiang Meng was digging her own grave.
She might as well fan the flames.
Pan Long was also quite proud.
As long as he mentioned his identity, countless girls would surely come flocking to him.
They wished to become his woman.
But he looked down on those women.
Jiang Meng still stared coldly at Pan Long, "Even if you are Qin Zhentian's son, you have no right to hit my friend. Apologize immediately!
Otherwise, you'll never be able to hit anyone in your life again!"
After being influenced by the Martial Artist Age,
and going through many things, Jiang Meng gradually understood.
With some people in this world, speaking nicely is useless.
You have to be tough!
Otherwise, the issue can't be resolved.
"It's okay, Jiang Meng, it's okay.
Young Master Pan, I'm Lin Na. It's my honor to be hit by you!"
