He wanted Zheng Yiyun to ask him, Pan Xiaodong, are you pleased with yourself?
But such a thought was too rebellious and disgraceful, so Pan Xiaodong always kept it hidden.
Previously, he thought it was the right time to implement his plan.
Li Zhiyan appeared, interrupting his plan, but deep down he still wanted to gloat.
But now, Pan Xiaodong no longer felt like gloating.
He just wanted Pan Yunhu to beat up that damn bitch.
His life as a rich second generation was about to be completely ended.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
Pan Yunhu lit a cigar.
"I have sent people to capture her, tonight I must deal with her thoroughly."
"Good, dad, I'll wait with you!"
"Once she returns, I will definitely slap her hard a few times!"
Thinking of the affairs between Zheng Yiyun and Li Zhiyan.
Pan Xiaodong's embarrassment turned into overwhelming hatred.
At this moment, he just wanted to vent.
...
After crying for a long time, Zheng Yiyun's emotions slowly stabilized.
