Caught off guard, Chen Xin gasps for breath due to the intense grip. Desperately, she releases the money bag and tries to pull away He Yanming's hand.
"You...you're insane! Quickly,… let me go!"
However, a man's strength usually far surpasses a woman's.
Furthermore, He Yanming was in a bad mood, fueled by alcohol, with his mind filled with his boss's mockery and his father's criticism. When he made a move, it was harsh and violent. "You said I'm incapable? Huh?" He Yanming questioned, gripping Chen Xin's neck tightly, his face flushed with an infernal rage from the alcohol and anger he was feeling.
"Who do you think you are? Chen? Your family is ruined, your husband is in jail, and you still dare to belittle me? Watch how I make you pay today!"
"Let...let me go..." Chen Xin stared at the terrifyingly furious Yanming, her whole body shuddering.
She was regretful.
She should have known better than to argue over money with Yanming in his drunken state.