Zhou Yunfei had long become accustomed to this.
But throughout his entire life, there was only one exception—Li Zhiyan.
Whenever Zhou Yunfei encountered Li Zhiyan, he would always end up beaten to a pulp.
This time, it was clearly no different.
Yin Xueyang watched as Li Zhiyan steadily closed in on Zhou Yunfei.
Her heart swelled with a sense of security.
No matter the situation, as long as Li Zhiyan was here,
there was simply nothing she needed to fear.
"Of course, I'm here to beat you up."
"Are you looking for trouble? Do you even know who my mother is?"
"Isn't it Li Jinfeng? Your father is Zhou Zhenyu,"
"your second uncle is Zhou Tianhua, and your second aunt is Yu Hongmei."
As Li Zhiyan casually revealed Zhou Yunfei's background,
the fear in Zhou Yunfei's heart grew even deeper.
Usually, anyone—whether they were billionaires or high-ranking officials—would feel intimidated
upon learning of his background.
