"Hmph! No further discussion, apologize to my wife first, and let's see if you're sincere." Lin Fei ignored Wu Xiuli's reaction and directly spoke to He Zhengyu, who was already drenched in sweat.
"Alright, alright, I apologize! Let go of me first, it hurts so much!" He Zhengyu cried out repeatedly.
At that moment, the commotion at the door had clearly gone on long enough for most people to hear about it. Watching a scene is almost a universal human trait, and sure enough, once there was a first, there was a second. Before long, a large crowd had gathered, ready to watch a real-life ethical drama.
"Isn't that He Zhengyu, Young Master He? How did he get beaten up so badly?"
"And who is that guy? He actually dares to grab He Zhengyu's hand; does he not know that He Zhengyu's brother and father are both ambassadors abroad? They're very powerful and have strong backing."
