Feng Yunan's pupils constricted a little when he saw Mu Yunli chasing after him again. He smiled lightly and said, "Good, we just happen to lack opponents."
Feng Yunan had been waiting for this fight for a long time.
He had long wanted to teach the arrogant Mu Yunli a lesson, but he had always lacked the opportunity.
Now that he had taken the initiative to come to her, she could not blame him for being impolite.
The two men were at loggerheads in the business world, and now they were using the most primitive method of violence to vent their dissatisfaction.
"Let me say this first. If I win, I will take her away."
Mu Yunli pointed at Qiao Ruoxi, who was sitting next to the stage, looking determined.
"That depends on whether you have the ability."
It would not be easy to beat him.
Feng Yunan was confident in himself.
Qiao Ruoxi saw the two men gesturing towards her, but she could not hear what they were saying.