Yu Yang's face was twisted with rage as he stared ominously at Li Si.
Ever since that day he saw Li Si alone in a room with another man, he hadn't slept well for two days, tormented by the mental image of her with that little piece of trash. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Logically, with Li Si's standing, what kind of man couldn't she find? If she had chosen a high-quality young master, Yu Yang, angry as he might be, would have felt somewhat better. But what was the result? This damned wench actually picked a worthless piece of garbage. Every time he recalled seeing them together, he burned with a fury that made him nauseous.
Given the circumstances, he had no intention of keeping up the pretense any longer. And thus, today's scene unfolded.
"Yu Yang, you dare lay a finger on me? Your Yu Family is nothing compared to my Li Family," Li Si said coldly.
