"You, you, you..." Chen Weishan's face twisted with rage. This concerned the fate of the Old Chen Family and whether he could keep his current position. But now this vile woman was telling him, with such conviction, that her son would not help!
Damn it. What an ungrateful bitch.
"You filthy whore! Bitch! Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you? Damn it, since you're so ungrateful, I'll... FUCK! IT HURTS! FUCK, LET GO! IT HURTS! LET ME GO!" A savage look flashed across Chen Weishan's face as he reached for Lin Ling's shoulder. However, his arm had barely moved when a hand suddenly caught his wrist. A quick tug and a pinch sent a jolt of pain through him, making him howl like a slaughtered pig.
