"Huh..."
Zhou Yuan gave a detached smile, "Since you're no longer running the house, there's nothing for us to discuss!"
"Goodbye!"
As his words fell, he smashed the phone.
How could he negotiate if he didn't do this?
Clearly, both he and Wei Shen had things they wanted to say, but they couldn't let Wang Liyun overhear.
"Bang dong…"
When Wang Liyun heard the noise from the receiver, she was so angry she felt like her lungs would explode: "Zhou Yuan, you're just as unreasonable and overbearing as your father, you better not fall into my hands!"
Anyone who dared target her daughter would suffer in the eighteenth layer of hell!
Yet there she was, pacing anxiously back and forth in the living room. If she called back and provoked Zhou Yuan, wouldn't that harm Chu Ran?
Every minute, every second, was torment for her, and she couldn't even tell her husband.