Seeing that the number on Ye Xuan's card was two million, Chen Jiajun's face suddenly changed.
At this moment, his face was marked with five bloody scratches from fingernails, blood flowing out, his expression fierce, he slapped Chang Jing's face in anger.
"You dare scratch me, get the hell out!!!"
Slap!
Chang Jing was hit to the ground, her fair face marked with a vivid handprint, she collapsed sobbing uncontrollably.
"You shameless tramp! Blinded by your own vanity, and you blame me? Women like you are just greedy, preferring rich men over their own parents, it's what you deserve when you get deceived! Pah!"
Chen Jiajun disdainfully spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto the ground, then turned his gaze toward Ye Xuan, his face breaking into a vicious smile:
"Kid, you have so much money yet pretend to be a security guard! But you messed with my plans, go to hell!"
Chen Jiajun pulled out a switchblade from his clothes and with a ferocious expression, he stabbed at Ye Xuan.