At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.
"I like this one. I want everything here."
A crisp voice reached Li Lingtian's ears as he turned around to look behind.
She saw a 20-year-old woman looking at Qing Ling with disdain. Beside her was a man in embroidered clothes.
The one who spoke was the young woman. The woman could be considered a beauty, but her aura gave people a sense of disgust.
"I asked for this first."
Qingling had an aggrieved expression. She was an orphan since young, so she could only endure when faced with such a strong force.
However, Li Lingtian had doted on her during this period of time and allowed her to enjoy the happiness that other girls should have. He was not pleased with the woman's words. Furthermore, since he liked the things that he had set his eyes on, he would not give them away so easily.
"Why?"
"Hmph, look at you. You still have the qualifications to snatch things from me?"