"Fine, fine, fine, since that's the case, let's just wait and see!" Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and turned to leave.
"Kid, I'm warning you, don't let me see you bothering Xue'er again. If a toad like you even dreams of craving swan meat again, I'll have someone break your legs!"
Zhao Shuyi stared coldly at Zhou Jian's retreating back and warned him.
Zhou Jian's body trembled slightly, but he did not turn back, his face wet with tears.
Since ancient times, love has been the deepest hurt. This time, having been humiliated by Song Xue'er, Zhou Jian completely gave up hope and secretly vowed to seize the opportunity that Tang Ming had given him, to strive and make some achievements, to show this woman.
"Dear, why did you let him go so easily? You should have beaten him up!"
After Zhou Jian had left, Song Xue'er shook Zhao Shuyi's arm in dissatisfaction.