Shen Zhaozheng walked unsteadily to Shen Zhaozheng and song ran. He bowed at a 90-degree angle and said, " "Director, Madam, I'm very sorry."
Gu jinghang's face was cold, and song ran shared the same hatred as him.
"Niannian, come here."
Gu Nian stepped forward.
Song ran furrowed her brows and looked at him. he's already treating you like this. Why are you still speaking up for him? what are you thinking? "
Gu Nian lowered her head. I'm not trying to help him. I just want you to stop hitting him. He's still sick. He's already seriously injured after being beaten up by you and second uncle. Father, mother, I still hope that we can talk and not use force. Is that okay? "
Gu jinghang snorted coldly. I can't vent my anger with words anymore. It's obvious that it's not enough to teach a despicable person like him a lesson if I don't use force.
