Chen Jun looked at the wound on his hand, then raised his head to stare at the hysterical woman opposite him.
He suddenly didn't want to endure anymore.
Chen Jun picked up the bowl in front of him and smashed it directly to the ground.
Yang Lin was startled but still forced herself to hold on.
"What, you've got the nerve to be angry?"
She said with a look of contempt.
Yang Lin threw the chopsticks onto the table, stood up, and wanted to walk to the room.
But as she threw the chopsticks, they bounced up and jabbed towards Chen Jun's face.
Yang Lin happened to walk next to Chen Jun.
Chen Jun stood up directly, grabbed Yang Lin's hair, and slammed her head towards the corner of the table.
Yang Lin hadn't reacted when she felt a sharp pain on her scalp, followed by a dizzying wave of intense pain in her head.
But Chen Jun didn't just let go after one hit; he continued to pull Yang Lin's hair and slammed her head against the corner of the table.
